An imperfect picture

Before I became a mother I didn’t know what it meant to feel responsible for someone else. I have found myself in this anxious state of wanting Mia to be happy all the time and to never know fear. Obviously, I am failing miserably.

From her very first day she has found many things to cry about and has unfortunately picked up some of my unhealthy fears.

Motherhood has made me wonder what kind of Father our God is. I think my thoughts about Him have been a little hostile - I’ve felt that all He wants is for me to learn more and do more. That He’s on a mission to teach me a new lesson. That He doesn’t want me to rest or enjoy life.

But I’ve begun to catch glimpses of Him. Like the sun flickers through dark curtains with a gentle breeze. And I see a very different God. I see Someone who laughs with us and delights in our quirks. I also see a God who weeps over us and loves us till He is broken.

I am repenting for the way I have been.

- Of my hostility with God.

- Of my pride that comes because I do not recognise how He has helped me

- Of feeling anxious about my future because I fail to see Him in my present.

Isaiah 30:18 Yet the Lord longs to be gracious to you; He rises to show you compassion. For the Lord is a God of justice. Blessed are all who wait for Him.

- What false thoughts do you have of God our Father?

- What do you repent of?

Shruti Rajkumar

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