I find it hard not to be daunted as a parent looking into the future. The moment I gave birth I began to be afraid. I am afraid to give them this world. I fear the economy, and pandemics, natural disasters and terrorism. Will we run out of clean water? I fear middle school.
So I decided to take Dewitt Jones' challenge. I sat down and made a list of what is right in the world of Sophia and Olivia. I wrote some funny things and some things of beauty. I listed our extended family and our church family. I listed the moon and Christmas Carols and Chick-fil-A. The public library and the choir's version of "Fairest Lord Jesus" that feels transcendent. I remembered the first time I saw Les Miserables and how I felt forever changed. I mentioned Ice Dancing and the ocean, my brothers HUGE dog and my sisters little one. I wrote that I remember what their father was like in kindergarten and how their Buela's dream is to be a dancer at Disney World.
As I wrote, two things happened: 1. I couldn't stop and 2. I was filled with hope.
When the cares of my heart are many, your consolations cheer my soul.