‘Can I come with you?’ she asked.
I stifled a sigh. Going out to run was a very personal time for me and if she came along, I knew I’d be held back. She would want to talk, try to keep up… in other words, I wouldn’t be able to do things selfishly and at that point in time, I wanted to be self-centred.
‘Why do you want to come?’ I asked. ‘You know it’s hot out there and I’m usually silent when I run.’
‘I just want to be with you,’ she answered.
My heart melted. How many more years will I have with her before she would rather be with her friends? What good is ‘me’ time when ‘we’ time is limited? I have the rest of my lifetime to do things solo, but with her… it was good enough reason to share.
We laced up, stretched and hit the track. Amazingly, she kept up with me for a good distance before giving up and heading to the playground to wait for me.
‘You did great today,’ I said on our way back.
She smiled and held my hand tighter. ‘I like being with you.’
We shared a sweaty hug as the dark clouds rolled in…
After writing about the Father last night, I started thinking about my own little ones and how I can best equip them for a world that is grimy, gritty and harsh. How can I teach them to see the rainbows through the rains? Will they give up? Will they get sucked in? Will I always be there to hold their hand? And even if I was, would they turn to me and would I be able to help?
I put aside my books, laptop and work, took them for a short walk before dinner and raced with them to the mall. On our way back, I walked behind them and felt so small.
‘Will you hold their hand and fill in the gaps where my love falls short?’ I asked the Dream Maker.
‘I will, as I did for you. You turned out okay, didn’t you?’ He said while I nodded.
‘They’re yours then,’ I said, ‘And umm… thanks, for being the Father I needed.’
‘Always,’ He answered with a wink.
To See a World in a Grain of Sand
And a Heaven in a Wild Flower,
Hold Infinity in the palm of your hand
And Eternity in an hour.
– William Blake
When He holds my hand, I know I have infinite possibilities within reach. It is the strength I need to take my next breath, the joy to break my face into a smile, the anchor in my turbulent emotions.
He was there when I had nothing. He gave me hope.
He was there when I was broken and used. He gave me beauty.
He was there when I was alone. He gave me love.
He was there when I finally laughed again.
And He held my hand tighter with all that He had.
‘How do you do it?’ I asked the Amazonian. She copes with her newborn child, takes care of her 9 year old half-sister and 13 year old half-brother. She coaches them in their studies, cooks, cleans, does part-time work… the list is endless.
‘I get exhausted just hearing about all that you have to handle and still you laugh and have lost none of your wacky humour,’ I continued.
‘There are challenges but you know what? As long as I know my husband is there beside me, backing me up 100% of the way, I can handle anything,’ she answered.
We all need that Someone in our lives.