Hello Everyone!
If our hopes for peace and purpose are placed in the hands of imperfect people, they are bound to evaporate.
Martha grabbed me after church one day to pour out her broken heart over her prodigal son. She had tried so hard and done everything she could, and he was walking on the wild side of life. As we talked, it became evident that Marsha had an unreasonable high standard for her son, one he could never quite hit. I suggested to her that a child who is never good enough may one day stop trying to be. He may choose a rebellious course that will remove any possibility of impossible expectations. Her son had opted out of the demands, only to create a whole new arena of pressure.
Martha began to cry as she revealed the reason she had pushed her son so hard. She had grown up in the brokeness left by an alcoholic father. Her youthful agony made her resolve to be a perfect mother and to have a perfect home. She had walked that tightrope for years, and her son's struggles always threathened her goals. If he wasn't good enough, then she wasn't good enough.
She was always reaching for more from him, and from herself. Neither of them could find peace.
If our hopes for peace and purpose are placed in the hands of imperfect people, they are bound to evaporate.
Marion
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