Amy’s Lonely World

Aren’t I pathetic? Lol. My two kiddos went to church camp for the next 4 nights. What torture it is for the parent. As much as we parents long for a break, we forget that that break comes with a price. Four nights away from my children. Ah sweet relief….so you think. But to have them 2 hrs away can be hard for a mama. All the things that could happen roll through my big imagination.

Luckily they live stream the morning and evening service so can get a glimpse of them. Makes it easier.

We will be going to Branson, Missouri this weekend. We will compete among 75 other teams at a national level for our bible quizzing team. I’ll try to blog our progress and the sights and sounds of the land of Missouri.

I learned something yesterday from my ever so wise mother in law that I’d like to share with you.

She said the bible speaks of baring one another’s burdens. We were talking about how God has been helping me to remove myself from listening to other’s problems. When I say that, I mean in a daily aspect. Having someone or a couple someones, texting or talking to me about their lives, their burdens. Recently, I put myself in a situation where I ended up hearing way too much of a friend’s life, daily. This friend does not call on the Lord and doesn’t really know how. She doesn’t seek His face. I got bogged down over time of hearing these things but not really seeing any results in her situations. She wasn’t seeking advice either, but I’d give anyway.

I have been in the set of mind that I’m to help others. Sometimes at the cost of my family. Spending time saturating myself on the phone or whatever to help other individuals. I’m a fixer as one mentor always called me. I didn’t see anything wrong with that…until this recent friendship.

Back to my mother in law. She says, “You know where it says in the Bible that we should bare one another’s burdens? I don’t think it means to have to hear other’s burdens daily. We aren’t meant to have to listen to their daily minor life struggles. I think it means that we have a Christian duty to help those in real need. A family without food. A person needing a ride.”

Y’all, this statement took a weight off my shoulders! Growing up like I did, where I was the parent and my mom was the child, made me a confused child and adult. It’s called becoming parentified and it is hard on a child. The roles are reversed and the child grows up parenting anyone around them.

Lastly, I will be doing some revamping to my blog over the coming months. I will be slowly taking down posts of my childhood and adulthood struggles. As I do, I’ll repost each one before I take them down for a last chance to read them. Comments aren’t really necessary but if you just can’t contain yourself in a positive manner, then bring ’em on!

One of the latest throws I made for a friend. Gave it to her on the 4th of July.

Bernat blanket yarn makes a beautiful throw, if you’re willing to use a huge needle. It’s a workout on the hands.

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