Christian Living

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Being On the Other Side


One of the sayings still hanging around from our ancestor was ,“The grass is always greener on the other side of the fence.”

Now I thought that meant we should not try to go there. To be content with what we had and quite pursuing what other people had.

As life passes behind me I have learned one day you will look back from the “grass on the other side”, something to be grateful for and it will give you great confort..
While getting older has disadvantages, there are so many positive things to be grateful for that they far outweigh the losses.

Having taught for years I knew a little about what the task required, but when I recieved this phone call, the Lord had again used my "other side" prospective to give me piece.

“Mom, I really want to home school our kids, would you help if I get into a jam?'

The very idea scared me, to know the total responsibility of those children was in the hands of my child..

“But she is your child, I trusted you with her.” God reminded me.

Thank you God for teaching me that she is your child first, and that every teacher is someone’s child.
Now my children were grown and doing fine.
“You have given her these children, and you will direct her how to raise them because I know she will ask.”

Again I was looking from the other side.

As another child calls, my heart leeps in my throat.
“I am just calling to let you know that I am on the way to the hospital mom.! Charlie just had a wreck on her dirt bike and really did a number on her knee!”
“Ok Hon! I’ll met you there.”
Hours later as I sat with my daughter, and the rest of her family, in the surgery waiting room of the hospital, my mind drifted back.
I Now knew why the Lord had allowed me to go through those hospital trauma’s with my own children. I was so grateful for the knowledge that Gods grace is sufficient .
Once again It is so wonderful to be on the other side
As my granddaughter and daughter went through it I can knew exactly how to pray and what not to say.

“Hi Mom!”
My son spoke slowly, It wasn’t his normal call for we had just talked so I braced myself for what I knew was coming.
I” just got orders, I will be going to Irag. We leave next month.”
“Son I am proud of you, I know you will be fine, God is with you.”
“ We will write and keep in touch, we love you.”
Hanging up I wept. I could look back knowning the long months of agony his family would endure.
“God this is different, even though I saw you protect my husband in VietNan, this is a son!”
“I know, my child I gave my Son.” He gently reminded my heart.
“I know how to confort you, I have been on the other side.”

Life is full of experiences given to perfect us. But now I can say that while I am greateful for these past experiences I am getting closer to a new fence, and looking forward to the other side..

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