Lord, we need to talk. I know Iíve messed up our relationship. I am the one who demanded things of you like a spoiled child manipulating a parent. You have been so patient with me, and yet firm in refusing to be used like a toy in my narrow sandbox. I see that now. But why do you seem to withdraw from me? I am no longer a child feeling totally noticed by you. I am ready for more responsibility, I think. I have discovered real friends who wonít let me manipulate them, or use them. It was tough while these friends helped me grow. And now we look out for each other. I donít run their lives, and they donít run mine. Now we talk about our lives, and we share new experiences. We look for ways to care about others because - well - we arenít worried about ourselves so much. Is this what you want with me? Are you withdrawing in the parental ways I remember you, so you can re-appear in my life as a friend? If so, I'm ready. I just miss the way it used to be.
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This reflection, accompanied by current music, is featured on the September 2003 edition of Monthly Audio Powerthoughts.
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