No one sets out to be an expert on kids and trauma without some sort of intervention, divine or otherwise. That was not my goal. My goal was simply to not eff up my daughter any more than I already had. Some things, we don’t get to pick. Some things, even if they made us better people, we would gladly exchange for something less fracturing. But in that space, we learn that God welcomes doubt. That God can take what we throw. We fall deeply into knowledge’s essential counterparts. With creativity and wisdom, we learn not just how to survive, but how to thrive. How to teach others how to learn what we do not yet know. And then, when we come up on the other side of all that beautiful tension, we get a glimpse of what God sees when God looks at us. And damn. We’re beautiful.
Posted on: Sat, 06 Jul 2013 15:30:46 +0000
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