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 | | Posted by: Leanne | 6/25/2007 9:21 PM | I have become a granny and I was blessed to spend three weeks caring for my niece (who is like a daughter to me) and her baby boy. I am not sure where the days went. The time passed so quickly. Most of the time was filled with "staring at the baby and watching his every move."
This tiny baby was so fascinating and I was reminded that all of us come into the world totally dependent on the people who love us. He could not do anything for himself.
I keep attending workshops and hearing people on the radio talk about how bad it is to be co-dependent and how emotionally healthy people stand alone and are strong and independent. And yet here this baby was--none of those things!
So I started thinking if perhaps we have strayed from the truth in our quest for total independence from others. Perhaps we are made to be dependent on one another, on the earth and on God.
No one thought the baby was weak. No one thought he was slacking on the job because he depended on his mother and father. In fact, he was rather noble and I found myself admiring his ability to simply let others care for him.
I suppose there is a fine balance between being too dependent and too independent. I fear though that we are swinging too much towards being alone and strong without the need for others.
God made us dependent people. Instead of shaming ourselves for being dependent, I pray we can be like a newborn and simply let go (at least sometimes) and let others take care of us--especially God. | | | Permalink | Trackback |
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Re: A New Baby | By flamingo 3 on 6/25/2007 9:30 PM | | What I found so amazing about the birth of our grandson (now 2+months old) was the "birth" of his mother, my daughter. Where did all that patience and her gentle loving touch come from? Without pause or hesitation she took to loving her son as if she had done it for years. Or was it that she had watched me love her that way for years? The way my mother loves me. When did God write those "how to" instructions on our hearts? When did we learn to read? The wonder of this new life today is in the new relationship I have with my child, now a mother. |
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