See how very much our Father loves us, for he calls us his children, and that is what we are! But the people who belong to this world don’t recognize that we are God’s children because they don’t know him.
– 1 John 3:1

Have you ever had to get through something difficult and didn’t know how you were going to do it? Sometimes that feels like every day, right?

What about the times you’ve made it through something horrific and people wonder how you did it? Another common occurrence for those who live with chronic illness and disability.

As a mother, I’ve noticed a strange phenomenon. I notice it from my mom, too, when I was growing up. This causes me to think it’s a Parental Love kinda thing.

As my children prepare for something that makes them nervous, I help them to rehearse. We go over it, and over it, and over it, and… well, you get the point. So invested am I in their happiness that I find myself sitting in the audience and mouthing along with them. Mimicking any necessary facial expressions. Holding my breath, sitting on the edge of my seat. I find myself ready to give any support or clues I can to ensure their success.

Seriously, I know every word to “All-American Girl” and I’ve recently learned some finger-tutting.

I think God does that, too.

…for he calls us his children, and that is what we are!

The people who don’t know Him don’t recognize us as His children. That’s why they’re always amazed that we could make it through what would crush them.

We do recognize Him, but sometimes we forget that we are His children. His children.

When you’re reciting for the 50^th time the list of diagnoses and medications for a new specialist, He’s the one mouthing the words right along with you. As you convince yourself to get out of bed this morning, He’s on the edge of His seat, nodding encouragement. He holds His breath as hear the news of the latest test results, when you’re sure you just can’t take anymore.

He is how we get through it. He helps us to go over it and over it and over it… as many times as it takes. He has it all memorized already, but He smiles encouragement as we step up to do the hard just one more time.

See how very much our Father loves us, for he calls us his children, and that is what we are!

Holy Father, stay. Stay right here beside me, no matter how many times I go back through the same old fears over and over and over. I love you. Thank You for loving me. In Jesus’ Name, Amen…

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