A couple of days ago, I had thought hard about the rude and disrespectful behaviour of one of our daughters. Incredibly consistent, and constant. A sense of enmity between was building rapidly. How do I help her know she has crossed a boundary line in relationships, without doing the same to her? For a couple of days my heart has been a little grieved. Love lost, confused a little. Wondering if I've done the right thing by her. And I wonder still. . . . |
I find myself listening to a story of another parent. A father who waited and waited for a son who was far ruder, and showed far greater disrespect than what my daughter has. A father, who when he saw his son, had not lost love, had not stood his ground in what would be an appropriate response to his son's behaviour. A father whose compassion and deep love, reached beyond the crossed boundary line. . . .
The question now is, can I trust love? Can I trust Love . . . Can I trust love to do what I as an imperfect parent can't . . . .