I tend to think a lot about lots of different things, and why things happen a certain way, or go in the direction that they do. I want to tell you a story today, to illustrate something that I feel is important to say. I want to tell you a story about a beautiful woman, she had a wonderful life, but in spite of that she was a bit of a rebel at times, not that she was bad it was that she would test the water as a youth. When she went to college she went to a school that was close to home, so she was able to live at home. As she was attending school, while going to the library she took notice of a rather handsome buff looking man. He was an athlete, and he had a sort of arrogance that she found to be rather attractive. While most people shake hands when introducing themselves, she hugged him when he formall introduced himself to her. They talked, hung out, dated, and talked some more, and they decided to move in together. Before I go on in farther I left out one detail this woman was raised in a Christian home, so what she was doing was contrary to what she was taught. This couple had a perfect life as so it seemed. This woman was so consumed in her relationship that she forgot about her family especially her parents, they tried to call her but she was always busy. Her father tried to reach out to her, but this woman did not want him meddling because she felt like she was grown. Somewhere between the lines she forgot that he was the one who had carried her on numerous occasions when she was unable to walk due to an illness that she had. He had been the one to wake up during the night to carry her to the bathroom and then he would sit up and wait then carry her back to her bed so that she would not have to crawl and scoot her way back. The woman's boyfriend became rather bothered by the fact that his girlfriend was not paying any attention to family and he began to feel some of the heat for what she was doing. This created tension between them. He began to go out and party again, and he felt like he could do whatever he wanted to do. The woman found herself on her parents doorstep crying, in a way she felt like the prodigal son, she found herself begging for their forgiveness. The tension between the man and the woman erupted and he ended up leaving, and she found herself boroken hearted. They each dealt with the break up differently. She cried herself sick everyday, and he went out and did things that were self destructive. They both moved on and she was able to find happiness, and he.......never did find true happiness.
I use this analogy because there are parents out there who have children who either have gone through this or are going through this. I think that if I was a parent I would have the hardest time sitting back on the sidelines I would want to be right in the middle and intervening. I think that parents will do anything for their children even if it means dying for them. There is always this notion that father's are extremely overprotective and that sometimes they can be to smothering especially when it comes to their daughters. I think that no man out there would want to see his daughter in a relationship that is destructive. I think that there are many father's out there who would be willing to take a beating to defend his child if they were in a relationship that was destructive. Not to leave out the mother's but I think that they are protective in a different way. When a mother see's her child in destructive relationship her heart hurts and yearns to be by the side of that child. Her nights are sleepless and she often finds herself on her knees praying for the safety of that child. As children we forget that parent's have made a commitment to love and take care of us. We often complain when they seem to smothering and at times we look at them as old fashioned. But I must say there is a father out there who loved his daughter so much that he was willing to put himself into the line of fire because he took the commitment that he made to love and to protect her seriously. He loved and protected not only his wife but each of his children. To see her struggling, and emotionally hurting was hard for him, because there was nothing that he could do to ease her pain, the only thing that he could do was to stand there with his arms outstretched to her, all she had to do was to get of her pride horse and to humble herself. I think that is how God is. We often times make mistakes and we find ourselves hitting rock bottom and it seems like there is no way out. It is only after when we humble ourselves and ask for fogiveness that we find a loving and merciful God with arms outstretched waiting for us. Just as God's love is never ending the love of a parent is never-ending.
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