Okay y’all I had an awful dream last night! One of our family best friends is a marine in the reserves. He’s been talking about the possibility of going oversees due to all the unrest and conflict in the Middle East. Boo. So then, add in my surfing the web reading various news headlines about Egypt and Libya. Anyways, I guess the weight of those thoughts in the back of my mind produced the following dream last night:
Our friend was over our house when he received a call that he was leaving the next morning to go to the Middle East. His officer asked to speak to me as well. Once I was on the phone, he told me that it would be required for Harper to go too! She was in the dream, like now, almost 2, just a babe. But that they would need her there. I couldn’t understand why they would want someone they’d have to take care of so much rather than more adults, but he assured me they had a plan for her! So we packed her bags and I was an emotional wreck. Just bottom of the pit despair and loss. It was awful!
Luckily, I woke up before she actually left, but it was one of those dreams that I keep thinking about this morning. I can see where the mix of thoughts came from, but such craziness?
Practically though, I keep thinking about stewardship. Just like we are given resources, money, talents to steward and care for – our children aren’t really ours either. We are given them for an undetermined length of time, and in that time we’re to care for, love, and help them grow and develop. Although they are given to us, they can be taken from us at any moment. 1 Corinthians 10:26 tells us, “The earth is the Lord’s, and everything in it.” To me, that adds more weight to the responsibility of parenting. I will be answerable for how well I steward the gift God has given me of my child.