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The Crossroads

I’ve reached an awkward stage in life. Actually, what I’ve discovered about parenting-and life- is that every new thing feels awkward and bumpy until you find your footing. This feeling of “having it all together” lasts approximately 15 minutes, and then you are thrown back into mayhem.

For me, parenting is a huge part of my ebb and flow. I’m very aware that this year I will have two teenage sons, one of whom will be graduating high school next year. It’s definitely uncharted territory, and I know I don’t always handle it the best way possible.


In my defense, I have fought for my sons from the moment they were conceived. When Wess tried to arrive at thirty-four weeks and the doctors told me all of the issues he would endure as a premature baby, I knew, by the grace of God, he would thrive. When my pregnancy with Bryson sent me into early labor at nineteen weeks, we did everything medically necessary to sustain his life. Not holding my baby for his first forty-eight hours was gut-wrenching. But he, too, would grow into the amazing young man he is now.


I love my kids. And I love their friends. My husband and I joke that we never know who is going to be staying at our house. I’m okay with being that parent. It’s always been important to us that our kids’ friends feel at home when they are with us. In this strange time of hanging on a little and letting go a lot, I am able to find peace in that I have done my best to show all of them Jesus. At the end of the day, that’s what matters most. I’m savoring the brief moments of togetherness we share now because I recognize how soon it will shift.


Maybe you are in a season of transition like me. Perhaps your transition is having a new baby or getting ready for one. Maybe you are adjusting to life with a parent that you are caring for. Perhaps you are learning to live without someone special in your life. Wherever you are on this journey, I would encourage you to find someone who has lived it. We are called to build one another up, and what matters to us matters to God.


All of this is for your benefit. And as God’s grace reaches more and more people, there will be great thanksgiving, and God will receive more and more glory. 2 Corinthians‬ ‭4:15‬ ‭NLT‬‬


You see, friend, when we navigate using Christ as our compass, we make the correct turns at every crossroad in life. It may be a road less traveled. It may be off the beaten path. But when God is the guide, His grace will abound and help us along the way.


© Jill Cook and Unbroken & Undone Ministries.  All rights reserved.



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