I teach a Sunday School class. A class of girls. Giggly, loud, silly, sometimes overly dramatic…girls. I love these girls. Love them in a way that God allows me to be able to. On my own I would not even go near them. Giggly, dramatic, preteen and young teen girls are not my thing. But, they are God’s thing, and He has made them my thing.
The girls move up to the teen class {led by Shannon and Laurie right now} when they are about 13-14, but they don’t leave my heart.
This photo {taken by Kirsten when she was here visiting in December} shows two of my current girls and two of my former girls who have moved on already. All silly, all dramatic, all giggly, all beautiful.
I love these girls, I mean really love these girls. In a way that is hard to put into words. It breaks my heart that I don’t have the time to love them like I used to. In this season of life, I am at home being present for my family more and this doesn’t allow a ton of outside love to be poured out on others. Someday I hope I will have that time again.
For now, I teach the Sunday School class on Sunday mornings and keep in touch with many girls via Facebook {which gets them into a lot of trouble to be honest. Not my involvement, but FB in general. I highly recommend keeping your teen far away from Facebook!}.
Some of the girls and I are still very close, talking on the phone even several times per week. Some email me, some FB message me, some just hug me on Sunday mornings. They know I love them. They know I am here, even though I am not able to be present as much as I used to be. They know I miss them…I tell them all the time.
Will you pray for my girls? My current girls, my past girls, especially my lost girls.
I know one of my past girls has a baby {that she has already lost custody of}, one is pregnant right now, one has just been removed from her mother’s care legally, two are in group homes, one is in a mental health facility. Several are in pain, dealing with situations you could not even imagine. Some that still shock me, even after being here almost 7 years.
Many of my girls are gone, possibly doing well, possibly not. They have moved and I don’t know where they are or how they are. I still love them though. Always will.
One thing is for sure, they are HIS girls way more than mine. I may not know where they are or how they are doing. But He does.
He will never let them go, even if I have to. Pray they allow God to draw them close to Him.
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