Haley asked me to read Max Lucado’s The Oak Inside the Acorn tonight. I resisted that particular story but she, in her persistent Haley charm insisted. (Incidentally, it is an awesome book!)
“Lord, of course You’d have me read this after my girls went back to school and marked The End of one MORE of the few summers I have left with them at home.” God and I often have these kind of silent yet emotionally charged conversations.
As I read I felt the tears welling up but Haley’s intensity in her listening and attention to the deeper places the story touches were remarkable. Questions like, “The Mom Oak wanted the Little Acorn to let go? Is that what you want for me?” Or, “Hey, I wonder what I’m supposed to do too. Did you ever do that Mom?”
God, Your creation of this child and this moment more than amaze me. I stand in awe of You daily, yet sometimes words cannot touch the expression. Father I pray a hedge of protection around this child and several others tonight. This haste to grow up that is all around our children Lord, I know You hold it. And at the same time I ask that they to can some day walk in that confidence too.
As I read in Ephesians 3 she drifted to sleep saying, “Momma I am happy it’s not time for me to let go yet.”
Me too child, me too.