How many of you remember this classic scene?
I remember thinking that it would be so wonderful to travel by bubble like Glinda the Good Witch. Floating ever so gently over a field of gorgeous blossoms as you made your way from place to place. It always seemed like it would be such a safe place; still being able to see things clearly, yet not having to worry about any harm coming to you.
However, I think a bubble offers a false sense of security.
How many times have you been blowing bubbles and had one that lasted longer than a few seconds? Sure, there are those with Herculean strength that seem to go on and on forever, but eventually they succumb to the stiff breeze, get poked by a stick, or jabbed with a pudgy little toddler finger.
No, bubbles are not that strong.
Oftentimes I have heard the phrase, "I would like to put my kids in a bubble." I have even said it myself on numerous occasions. For some reason, these few words have been mulling around in my brain today and I would like to share some of the thoughts I have had on the matter.
*As much as I would like to send my kids off in a floating bubble palace, gliding peacefully away from any sign of danger, I just don't think I could do it. In the experiences I have had in my life, the times that I have grown the most are those times that I have had to step outside my bubble and experience pain, sorrow, and heartache. All of which are not any fun to endure, but a necessary part of our earthly existence.
*If my kids were floating about, looking at the world through a pristine bubble wall, they might find themselves letting their guard down just a bit. They might get a false sense of security and not be prepared for the protruding stick that juts out and destroys their safety net. Where would that leave them? They would fall from the safety of the bubble and not be prepared for the dangers that they would face once they hit the ground.
*It is my job as their mother to prepare them to live their lives outside of the fragile bubble. It is imperative that I teach them how to hear when God is speaking to them and then to have the courage to do what He asks. If they can do this, then they will be in the best kind of bubble there is; an indestructible one. Because we know that with God, all things are possible. (Matthew 19:26)
These four hooligans are my life. They drive me insane, yet make me bust my buttons with pride every single day.
I want them to be safe.
I want them to feel loved.
But most of all, I want them to develop and cultivate a personal relationship with their Savior, Jesus Christ.
He will keep them safe when I cannot.
He will extend his unconditional love to them in every season of their lives, even those seasons after I am gone.
So maybe a bubble isn't such a bad idea after all. As long as it is the bubble that is created through relying on the Atonement, I will be okay with that.
I am loving my second chance at life.
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