Blessed be the Lord, who daily bears our burden, The God who is our salvation. Selah.
Today my mother in law will do the hardest thing a mother should never have to do, bury her son. I know that she is immersed in a pain I cannot begin to comprehend. My heart aches for her. When I heard the news, I cried for her because I knew that the son she lost was the one she worried the most about. He was the one who she wept for, he was the one she tried her hardest to influence. And unfortunately, he was not able to change the choices he made to create a different life for himself.
I am always amazed at how life can change in an instant, with one word, one action, one decision. As children, we don't understand, that's why we make so many mistakes. And thankfully we are still in the care of our parents so that when we make those mistakes, we are surrounded by people who can help set us back on the right path. Hopefully we learn from those mistakes and make better decisions for ourselves as adults.
But what happens when we don't? Who bears the burdens of our mistakes when we are adults? Is it just us or is it our parents, or our children, coworkers, neighbors and friends? Who is responsible for setting us on the right path when we are grown? Is someone responsible for us or should we be taking responsibility for ourselves? And how much can outsiders help us if we are unwilling to help ourselves? Should people be expected to give us money so that we have a roof over our heads and food in our bellies if we are not willing to find and maintain a job? If we are simply choosing not to partake in our own well being, should other's bear the burden of it?
I don't know the answers and each situation is different. It's easy as an outsider to say, "I wouldn't do that." or "How can they keep supporting that person when they won't support themselves?" But we can't understand or truly say what we would or wouldn't do until we are faced with the same dilemmas. Every day comes with it's own unique burdens and for those of us who are parents, each child comes with his or her own burdens. If we were to carry the burdens present in each day ourselves, we would buckle under the weight. I can't imagine my mother in law making it through the tragedy of losing her son if she doesn't give Him the responsibility of carrying some of the burden for her.
Thank You God for being the carrier of our burdens and for being our Light and our Salvation. Without You, the burdens of life would truly be unbearable and death would only be an end to our lives rather than the birth of our eternal one. Please pray for my mother in law.
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