It’s been a
hard week with my daughter.
I started
reading The Connected Child’s study guide, and could not answer a question
about what flowers were in her garden. I
can tell you every weed, but not the flowers.
After therapy today, I mentioned this to the therapist.
I asked DD to tell me about her garden. Giving her time to think about it, she said
she didn’t think she had any flowers.
More explanation, then she came up with singing. She does not do this in front of us, but
seems to like it. How do you water your
flower? She realized she doesn’t. I told her she is amongst her weeds,
satisfied something is there - it’s not a drought. She starts getting the metaphor. I explain that I spend so much time pulling
her weeds I forget to water my garden and then I get unhappy. If she would start pulling her weeds, her
flowers could grow and I can water mine.
She said, “Maybe if I water this one, another one will grow.” PRAISE GOD!
Tomorrow she will put up a tulip with closed petals on her wall. As she consistently waters, we will put up
one with open petals. Will this be a
smooth road? Not by any means, but it’s
imperfect progress. Thank you, Lord!
