Today I thought I would start a new "section" on my blog called "Historical" where I plan to share something from my life, So this blog may be a little long.
"Pretty Pink Glasses"
There comes a time in every new Mothers life, in which she prays and hopes that her children will develop a desire, to take what they've been taught and apply it in their own life. A leap of faith to believe that what Mommy and Daddy are teaching really does apply to them.
When our daughter Shannon was elementary school age, we were informed by the school nurse that Shannon needed. glasses. So we scheduled a visit to the optometrist. Our concerns were confirmed. Than came the daunting task of picking out just the right pair. There were endless options, light and dark frames, some with patterns, you name it they could be found. I found a pair right away that I thought would look very nice on Shannon and fit our budget restraints nicely. to my surprise they didn't quite meet Shannon's requirements. In her hands, {and not to be taken from them} was a "Pink" pair of glasses. They did look lovely with her blue eyes, tanned skin and Blonde hair. I was mainly concerned about the price, and the pink color, can a person stand to wear "Pink" glasses for a year? After much debate, Shannon and I had come to an agreement. The "pink" glasses were a go, on the condition that they are worn for the whole year no changing our mind in a couple of months, and that she take extra care to make sure they stayed in good condition. Everyone left happy. Fast-forward to that day we all knew was going to come. It's a Saturday, kids home from school, the house busy with chores to be done, children playing, you know the usual fun Saturday. Shannon and a friend came running in the kitchen, half out of breath, "would it be alright if we rode our bikes to the park and play for a little while?" The park was just behind our home, and I felt it was a safe fun thing for them to do, so I said sure. As they whirled out the door, a thought come to me "Be careful with your glasses" but they were gone in a Flash with no time to deliver the message. I went about doing the rest of my morning chores. Soon after, I hear Shannon calling me to come outside. I could tell by the look on her face that something very troubling had happened. "Mommy, I can't find my glasses, as we were riding our bikes they kept sliding down my face, so I put them in my pocket to keep them safe. I can't find them now. I think they are at the park somewhere. I looked but I can't find them"
Several things went through my mind, if I just had stopped them as they left the door, and said be careful with your glasses maybe this wouldn't have happened, I also thought do I reprimand her for not taking better care of her glasses? I could tell by the look on her face, that she was already in pain. I then thought this would be a great teaching moment, to instill in her the blessing of prayer.
I asked "Shannon have you said a prayer asking Heavenly Father to help you?" Yes she said, in my mind, Why don't you and I ask Heavenly Father together, then we will go hunt for your glasses. After we got up from our knees, we headed to the park. The whole way there I'm saying my own personal prayer in my heart, asking Heavenly Father to please be aware of this young Daughter, help her to get the answer to help build her testimony of prayer.
As we got to the park, my heart just ached, it looked like the grass had not been mowed for a month, and was so tall. I thought there's no way we are going to find her glasses. We continued to look and look, and it was becoming apparent to me that we were not going to find her glasses. I called Shannon over to where I was standing, I took her hands in mine and began to explain to her why sometimes Heavenly Father doesn't answer our prayers the way we had wanted. After talking sometime in this manner, we both lowered our heads in sadness, Shannon was crying and my heart was heavy for I so wanted Shannon's First real test of prayer to be answer in the positive, I doubted Heavenly Fathers choice.
We embraced and were preparing to leave, when Shannon cried out "Look MOM!", there, right at our feet between our embrace on the ground in the tall grass were "The Pretty Pink Glasses"
I had to do some quick praying to ask Heavenly Father to forgive me of my lack of faith. I don't always understand why our prayers are answered the way that they are, but I do know the Lord knows us. He wants what's best for us. He looks over us.
Even if it's just to find "Pretty Pink Glasses."
