The Language of the Soul

“Wow, you are beautiful just like me!”- Brooke
“Your porkchops are better than a treat. Can I have some more?”- Kenneth
“Mommy, you rock!.”- Morgan

Words carry with them such great meaning. They can build you up and make your soul soar or bring you lower than you ever thought possible.

Tonight was family fun night and it WAS full of fun. We played wii tennis and bowling and our house was full of all kinds of cheers, affirmations, and joy. Hearing and seeing my three enjoy time together was amazing. Being silly and laughing was just what I needed. As the days go on I seem to truly enjoy them more and more.

Then they asked if we could do it again tomorrow.  I replied, “Sure, you can do the same with your dad. It will be fun!” Kenneth said, “No, we mean as a family.” I explained that we are a family to which he replied, “No we’re not a whole family and it’s all your fault because you wouldn’t talk to daddy.”

OK. Family fun night over. The happiness and laughter ceased and my heart dropped. What’s a Mom to say to that? I just told them it was time to clean up and get ready for bed but inside my soul took a hit.

Sitting at the computer, I remembered the word enthralled. I know, seems random here, but this morning I was reminded that my Father is ENTHRALLED with my beauty. Yep. He just can’t get enough and I feel the same about him. He knows my soul language and what I need. He knows my deepest fears and hurts. He knows the truth.

He also knows the deepest hurts and fears of my children and speaks to their soul in their own unique language that only they can hear.  My prayer for them tonight came from a dear friend…

Please be the God of all comfort to a little boy who is confused and angry. May he and the girls learn at an early age that you are the One they can always depend on and trust, no matter what the world throws at them. I pray that any wounds the enemy of their souls’ tries to inflict, that you would send your angels to combat those plans and thwart all evil in and around Brooke and Morgan and Kenneth.

Lord, I ask this, because you are mightily able to do more than we could ever possibly ask or imagine, and because I’ve seen you do it so many times, that you would bring about amazing and miraculous wonders in and through their lives. May what the enemy intends for evil, God, we trust that you will turn for good, in your way and in your time.

I ask for special forces to surround those beautiful children in their comings and their goings, as they go in and as they go out. And I pray that the pain and the struggles in their young lives will serve only to strengthen and compound their love and knowledge of you. God, bring glory to your name through this circumstance and may everybody know that only you could do it. I ask in Jesus’ precious name, Amen.

So now I go to bed… with sweet thoughts in my soul.

4 thoughts on “The Language of the Soul”

  1. My heart is breaking, I am so sorry for you. I know the pain that can be caused by a remark from our kids, and I know that the pain gets healed. I am crying for you and for the memories of comments like that. I am so sorry, Sheila. I love you and will pray more diligently for the kids. I think it was good you didn’t respond and let him know he can hurt you with his words-that only made it worse for me. I learned much later in life that I don’t have to respond to everything. “I am sorry you feel that way” worked well for me when I just couldn’t walk away. I hope this doesn’t sound like a lecture, I think you are doing a great job. I love you and the kids and can’t wait to see you.

  2. Hi Sheila, I was checking in on Facebook while waiting for my flight back to Houston when I came across your status update about your blog. I felt led to read thru it. And what a joy, inspiration, humble, and up lifting person you are. I laughed out loud and swallowed down a lump of emotion as I read thru your blog. I’m truly enriched by your wonderful writing. You’re inspirational.

  3. Joining in prayer with you for those sweet souls. And praying for you as well.
    “The riches of Your love will always be enough” – Forever Reign, Hillsong – that song has ministered to my broken heart so much this year and I pray that the riches of His love will indeed be enough for you and your precious kids.

  4. You are so brave to write about what you and your family are going through. Please know how special you truly are and that your honesty and courage touch so many. Prayers of gratitude and comfort are going up for you and your family right now.

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