hear and rest

Prince Elliott.  He is lovely.  I have said it before and I will say it again... he has my heart.

This morning my young prince is at the doctor's with Pastor.  He has been struggling to hear lately.  It has progressively gotten worse so we decided it was time to have it checked out.

I don't mind telling you that I have had a stirring in my heart in regards to his hearing.  I am a momma aware that there is a battle over his story just like my very own.  It has been hard seeing him wrestle to hear.

I sense this is how the Father feels about his princesses and princes.  He loves us so much... wants the best for us... dreams big dreams for us... and often we walk around...we surround ourselves with so much noise that we can't hear.

So many obstacles.  So many messes...

some we make for ourselves... some are smeared on by others...

Messes make it harder to see...

I don't want limited hearing or vision for me or my family.  I don't want circumstances to dictate.  How do I do this when I am afraid?  I am a warrior... but I still struggle with fear.  Longing for truth to always have victory... perfect love always casts out FEAR... ALL FEAR. 

I have the invitation to be a woman at rest.  It is a wonderful invitation... will I choose to accept or will I let the world drown it out?

Will I put into practice what I am learning?  When things get tricky... will I remember?  When I am living the day to days and I struggle to hear...  will I operate out of the perfect love given? 

The love that flows abundantly from Daddy to daughter.

I am learning.  It is slow, but growth is taking place.  I still choose fear, but I am finding that I choose it less.

Pressing in deeper to the truths of The Perfect Daddy.... the one that keeps me like the apple of His eye and hides me in the shadow of His wings.

So thankful His reminders are everywhere.... in our home... in my heart... my love for my prince... it speaks... and when my ears aren't working... may I listen with my heart.