Friday, February 1, 2008

matters of the heart
















It's friday, February 1st....the first day of heart awareness month. I think I know what shape my proverbial heart is in. Some days my cup overflows with compassion and sympathy, especially with my own children. When their hearts ache so does mine. Some days I would like to save them from the world and all that it is pre-disposed to deliver to them, but I know they must feel the let-downs and disappointments to be able to appreciate the blessings. So try as I might, some days I know it is better to watch them stretch their wings and not say a word. I am learning there are many facets to loving a child and one of them is learning to let go and just watching from the sidelines. This is a very difficult process for me and I am learning as much about myself as I am about them. I am certainly learning to be more flexible. There are changes everyday and I am beginning to realize that change isn't so bad...we can't grow without change.

As for matters of the real heart - did you know that heart disease kills more women than men
—more than breast cancer and the next seven leading causes of death combined? That is something to pay attention to.

~ just a reminder ~ if you want a Valentine SuRpRiSe
in the mail I need to know where to send it
YYY
(it's cute I promise)

4 comments:

kimberly said...

love this post, joni....so much of what is on my "heart" and in my thoughts....
a wonderful reminder of the need to take care of our heart....in all ways.
have a wonderful day

Anonymous said...

Sometimes I liken raising children to walking a tight-rope. As they become adults the needs/expectations/abilities change. There comes a time of letting go of certain things. Sometimes there's a wall. Sometimes it's me bracing that wall. It's a heart issue, I know. Life is one big heart issue, one way or another. Good point(s) on heart disease. It's something the Lord has been speaking to *my* heart about recently. Thank you for the reminder.

Bless you,
Sherry aka haus frau

Phyllis Russell Franklin said...

Letting go is difficult for me too. I only have one child... well, a son who is 33, but I still think of him as my baby. Gosh, time flys.

Annette said...

since you know me so well, you know I have a real hard time of letting go, I tell my children,"You can stay home as long as you like" then there are those day's I can't wait for them to leave, in the long run... I can't let go, when I look at them at time's I still see a "brand new baby"

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