Falling flat on our faces

Our sweet son has moved to the "walking with a few falls every 10 feet" phase. Sometimes he catches himself, sometimes he just loses his balance, sometimes he gets right back up, sometimes he falls flat on his face. What kind of mom would I be if I followed him everywhere and grabbed him every time he started to wobble? What would he learn? How would he learn? Would he ever be able to get back up on his own? Would I be saving him, or hindering him? Do I love him to pieces? Of course I do!! Do I wish any harm on him at all? Absolutely not! Not ever!!! Does this mean that I can protect him from every single hurt and pain that comes with his little life? Of course not. Will he eventually learn to walk without falling? Mostly, yes...with practice. Will he get hurt occasionally? Yes. Will he cry, become broken, fall flat on his face? Yes. Do I love him so much that I will let him learn to walk on his own? Yes! Does God love us so much that he let's us fall flat on our faces sometimes? Yes! Does he pick us up when we fall? Yes! Does he carry us when we are broken and hurt from the fall? Yes! But does he always save us from the fall? No. We would never learn to walk! Thank you Lord, for letting me fall, sometimes flat on my face, so that I can grow and learn how to walk closer to you! Thank you for carrying me after the fall, for holding me after the hurt and for walking beside me...as a wobble through life! 


Lamentations 3:49-51  "The tears stream from my eyes, an artesian well of tears, until You, God, look down from on high. You look and see my tears. You listened when I called out, ‘Don’t shut your ears! Get me out of here! Save me! You came close when I called out. You said, ‘It’s going to be all right.’ “You took my side, Master – You brought me back to life!"

John 16:33  “I have told you these things so that in me you may have peace. You will have suffering in this world. But be courageous! I have conquered the world.”