lovemysons
Well-Known Member
Thank you for this hymn New Leaf. It reminds me of what my husband has said at times.
That when good things happen…this too shall pass. And when bad things happen…this too shall pass. So the question becomes how do we live knowing this.
I am doing my best to be a useful servant to God for my grandchildren. Who I am very sorry I was not as connected to until recently because of all my heart and soul was being poured into their dad, the drug addict, while he was still alive.
Part of me thinks now this at least in some way is an answer as to why God took him. Yes he had been given a million chances a million opportunities to make a new choice and stick with it…but now that he has passed from this life to the next I can shift my priorities to my grandchildren who are desperate at this point. The truth is…sad is it may sound…my son was in my way. His addiction was in my way. It was the only thing I could see.
I was not a useful servant for my drug addict son. I was spinning my wheels trying harder than he ever did for his sobriety. Sure I’m glad my son knew I loved him and he loved me. I’m glad we had a good relationship. But I do wish my head heart and time had been better spent on my grandchildren.
So who knows. Just thinking.
I’ll do what I can with the time that is left. Hopefully it will serve a better purpose.
LMS
That when good things happen…this too shall pass. And when bad things happen…this too shall pass. So the question becomes how do we live knowing this.
I am doing my best to be a useful servant to God for my grandchildren. Who I am very sorry I was not as connected to until recently because of all my heart and soul was being poured into their dad, the drug addict, while he was still alive.
Part of me thinks now this at least in some way is an answer as to why God took him. Yes he had been given a million chances a million opportunities to make a new choice and stick with it…but now that he has passed from this life to the next I can shift my priorities to my grandchildren who are desperate at this point. The truth is…sad is it may sound…my son was in my way. His addiction was in my way. It was the only thing I could see.
I was not a useful servant for my drug addict son. I was spinning my wheels trying harder than he ever did for his sobriety. Sure I’m glad my son knew I loved him and he loved me. I’m glad we had a good relationship. But I do wish my head heart and time had been better spent on my grandchildren.
So who knows. Just thinking.
I’ll do what I can with the time that is left. Hopefully it will serve a better purpose.
LMS