The last few weeks I have been blessed with the opportunity to stay at home with my children. I have been just blessed by their presence in my life. I simply cannot imagine my life without my children. I love them in ways that words cannot describe. I am taken back by the events that have happened in out sleepy little town this weekend, and as a mother I've spent the entire day praising God for my sweet babies. I've also been praying blessings and peace for a mother that lost her 4 son yesterday evening. The only thought that I could think was... That could have been my son. I could be that mother. Things can happen in the blink of an eye, and then an entire course of fate has changed.
Now, I know that the press says that the likelihood of the child being alive, is slim at best. However, in my mother's heart.. I just can't give up that hope. I know that all things are possible through Christ, and I believe that He is real. I believe that miracles happen, and I believe that Christ is in control of even the worst of situations. So, if come tomorrow, I'm a fool... then so be it. I'd rather hold on and send that family some hope until the very end... then to send them sorrow. I just can't imagine what this woman is going through, but.. if by some chance she or one of her family members happen to stumble on my little blog.. then know that my family and I send you hope, peace, and unconditional prayers and love. Faith can move mountains, and if you give God the reigns.. then He will take control.
Through the course of the day, we had an unusual Sunday morning. We decided to take the kids to breakfast, and then to the park to play for a while. In the meanwhile, taking a few minutes to pray for the family of this child. Today is warm... almost hot, and the wind was mild in comparison. (In NM we have three kinds of weather: Very hot, Very hot and dry, and Very hot, dry, and windy. With the latter being the usual) It was a nice day, and there were a lot of people out. We spent a while taking pictures at one playground, then moved on to the next. The last hour that we were there we were across the river at a swing set and slide that no one was playing on. Nataleigh spent nearly the entire time on the swing.. being pushed by her daddy, " Push me higher Daddy!" Tyler laid in the swing and kicked up dirt, never more than two steps away from his daddy. Kyrie jumped off the swing and ran to the slide. The wind blew through her beautiful dark brown hair, and her big blue eyes just glimmered. And for a second, she just looked like a little angel. It was that feeling that everything in the world was perfect, and nothing could ever happen. It lasted only a second and was bitterly shattered as I caught a man out of the corner out of my eye. He just kept staring at her, and then he would look at me. As if to see if I was going to race him to her. My heart raced, and I went from being peaceful straight into survival mode.
I flew to my child. Talking loudly to my husband, telling him that it was time to leave. I looked straight into the eyes of the man that was looking at my daughter and mentally dared him to try it. I am without a doubt that if he had, in one second I would have had him ripped from limb to limb. He would not have been walking when I was through with him. I regularly come fully equipped with instinct, dead on aim, and a pair of steel toes. I'm fluent with all. Within seconds, I had Kyrie in my arms. I met my husband at the swing set, and I only had to say, "It's time to go, now!" once before he had everyone loaded in the truck. It was only when we were all safely in our truck that he asked what "set me off". We immediately left the area, and I subsequently sent out a text message to every parent I knew.
There is something lives inside of every mother that eternally bonds them to their child. It's beyond intuition, it's a 6th sense. It is more intense than flight or fight. It's love, instinct, agility, and adrenaline all mixed into one, and completely understated. When something disrupts that bond, it upsets the universe. It is becoming harder and harder to survive in this world. I mean that in the literal sense, and in the figurative sense. People are becoming more and more desensitized and violent, and more and more families are falling victim to lust and promises of empty pleasure. Its time for everyone to stop and take a good look at what's going on, and treasure what they hold dear. It's time to start praying, to start caring. Just because it isn't you today, doesn't mean that it couldn't be tomorrow. When will it matter? What does it take to send you into survival mode? How many times have you ignored that voice inside you that tells you that something is not right? How lucky do you really think you are?
It is time to start arming yourself and your family with knowledge and prayer. Teach your children about strangers and safety, teach your children to listen to that internal mechanism of wisdom. Give them the tools that they need, so that in the face of adversity they are knowledgeable. Teach them to pray, give them something to believe in and help them to find faith. Educate yourself, do the research. Research methods and means to protect yourself and your family... and one of the most important things that we can do as parents for our our children, is pray. Pray protection, peace, guidance, pray for their future. If you think it in your heart, then speak it to the Lord. Don't wait until the last minute to take a minute and check yourself. This world changes constantly. In this life, happiness can change to despair in the blink of an eye. Make every single moment important, because every second counts.
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xoxoxo,
Audrie
