Although we wanted so much to be Christ-like in this situation, we weren't at first. But then we asked God for grace to handle this new challenge and He gave, and gave, and gave. We needed A LOT of grace.
It all started one day in November. I was trying to take my sanctified Sunday afternoon nap between services when all of a sudden I couldn't sleep. My daughter was heavy on my heart and God wanted me to talk with her. I told her things like, "You know you can always come to me about anything", and "when I was your age..." I shared my heart with her. We cried, prayed together and hugged; but she still wasn't talking. "Well Lord, I did my part!"
That night we were sitting on the couch watching TV and I noticed her looking at me then the TV. This went on for about a minute and I just looked at her and said, "Are you ready now?" She started to cry, no words came out of her mouth. I asked some more questions and finally asked her is it a boy? And she shook her head yes! I'm like well what's the big deal, so you like a boy, great! But it was not that simple. She confessed months of sinful behavior, and that he was not a Christian which broke my heart. We cried and prayed together, then hugged and said our good nights. Then I quickly called a friend for advice, cried and went to sleep.
As I'm laying there I thought, "Oh no. I have to tell her daddy". I did not sleep well that night.
We spent the next few weeks in a fog really. Thanksgiving came and went. Then my hubby turned 40 on top of everything else that was going on, good grief! He did pretty well though. I've never been more proud of him.
Christmas was tough. I always thought it would be hard because it would have been her last Christmas with us while homeschooling. But now things were different. He was coming to visit. The boy whom she loved was coming to spoil my Christmas! It really was one of the most depressing holidays I've ever had.
But we put on Christ and welcomed him into our home and into our lives because we love her and she loves him. And our relationship with our daughter is more important than being bitter and angry. Keeping a good relationship with her is vital if we are going to be any kind of positive influence in her life. Especially now that he asked her the question every girl wants to hear from the one whom she loves...Will you marry me?
It all started one day in November. I was trying to take my sanctified Sunday afternoon nap between services when all of a sudden I couldn't sleep. My daughter was heavy on my heart and God wanted me to talk with her. I told her things like, "You know you can always come to me about anything", and "when I was your age..." I shared my heart with her. We cried, prayed together and hugged; but she still wasn't talking. "Well Lord, I did my part!"
That night we were sitting on the couch watching TV and I noticed her looking at me then the TV. This went on for about a minute and I just looked at her and said, "Are you ready now?" She started to cry, no words came out of her mouth. I asked some more questions and finally asked her is it a boy? And she shook her head yes! I'm like well what's the big deal, so you like a boy, great! But it was not that simple. She confessed months of sinful behavior, and that he was not a Christian which broke my heart. We cried and prayed together, then hugged and said our good nights. Then I quickly called a friend for advice, cried and went to sleep.
As I'm laying there I thought, "Oh no. I have to tell her daddy". I did not sleep well that night.
We spent the next few weeks in a fog really. Thanksgiving came and went. Then my hubby turned 40 on top of everything else that was going on, good grief! He did pretty well though. I've never been more proud of him.
Christmas was tough. I always thought it would be hard because it would have been her last Christmas with us while homeschooling. But now things were different. He was coming to visit. The boy whom she loved was coming to spoil my Christmas! It really was one of the most depressing holidays I've ever had.
But we put on Christ and welcomed him into our home and into our lives because we love her and she loves him. And our relationship with our daughter is more important than being bitter and angry. Keeping a good relationship with her is vital if we are going to be any kind of positive influence in her life. Especially now that he asked her the question every girl wants to hear from the one whom she loves...Will you marry me?
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