As a mom, I hold my breath in fear of the moments our children will lose some of their childhood innocence.

If you read Slobo’s blog, you know that Flash, our 6 yr. old Golden has cancer. We will see a specialist on Tuesday morning to see if anything can be done.

When Pope John Paul passed away, there was so much talk about spiritual growth through suffering. Many of us don’t want to admit or think about it in those terms. Myself being one of them. Self-pity was something I abhorred. I used to get so angry when I heard a christian say, “It’s God’s Will”. No it’s not! God does not will suffering. God did not make it so my young nephew died. Or that my sister was born severely retarded. God DID give the devil reign of this earth. People do stupid things. They follow him. Simple fact. Bad things happen. But God, gives us open arms to fall into when bad things happen. God give us his grace and his love, especially in the ‘boos’ of life. There is a peace and love that comes from one person’s life as it passes through our own. We don’t have a choice when we are born and we don’t have a choice when we will die. We do make choices as we interact with eachother every day and that is where Simple Grace comes to fruition. We don’t have to stand by and accept things as God’s will. God gave us a will of our own. We should do with it what we can!

Slobo loves to refer to hilly roads in a car as taking a trip on the wee-boos….. The children laugh as the hilly weeeeee’s approach, get queasy with each boooo, then get giggly with anticipation as they round over the tops, so we must do with life’s curves, It’s not about rightness, wrongness, fairness or unjustness, it’s about the moments, the seperating of the sweet juice from the bitter rinds. Having the courage to hang in there knowing that your heart might get broken or you might be making a wrong decision – those moments when your heart sick over whether right decisions were made. I just fall into his arms and let him be my guide. Sometimes, I just can’t even think about it and he knows that. After all, he made me. He’ll help me and he’ll love me as long as I do what I can and know that I’ve done what I can.

If nothing else, I hope that our children learn to discern life’s sweet wee-boos with the innocence and courage that is theirs, for in it will be their serenity and the savory sweetness of thier lives.

And… in another of my selfish moments… I post this. lol. Just remember to kiss, hug and pet your loved ones today.