Friday, February 15, 2008


So...I've been contemplating disappointments the last few days. Mainly because my dear friend Phyllis and her family are visiting state-side for the first time in several years, it's my first chance to meet her two latest treasures, reconnect with her and introduce her to MY little joy and I have come down with bronchitis and a sinus infection...again. But, also because my little Caiden has been struggling with her own understanding of disappointments as well. To Momma-eyes they can sometimes seem silly, or unimportant, or annoying (okay, admit've been annoyed with baby tears before!), but to her, they are REAL. Some of her disappointments include having to come inside after having free reign of the backyard while Momma hangs the laundry, not being able to TASTE that beautiful flower (or leaf, or rock...I should have NEVER shown her she could eat the lettuce from the garden!), not being able to read "Going on a Bear Hunt" for the 12th time in a row, and having to postpone her exploration of letter magnets on the fridge for a diaper change or trip to the potty. So, it's made me more mindful of the big picture of our lives and how our disappointments fit into them. Often our disappointments teach us, or mold our character, or protect us, or end up being the best in the long run, but our vision is so short. So precious Caiden, this is just the beginning. You have a long journey ahead of you. Hopefully along the way I can share some lessons with you and in the process you can teach me too. I hope I can be patient more often than I am not, and in the end, maybe Jesus will show us the underside of the beautiful tapestry He is weaving and we will be able to enjoy the big picture after all.


Phyllis said...

Our pastor's wife in Charlotte gave me this poem back when we were first trying to get to Russia and had our first taste of visa trouble. I found it again when we were cleaning out stuff just recently:
"Disappointment—His appointment.
Whose? The Lord who loves me best,
Understands and knows me fully,
Who my faith and love would test.
For like loving earthly parents
He rejoices when He knows
That His child accepts unquestioned
All that from His wisdom flows.

"Disappointment—His appointment;
No good things will He withhold.
From denials oft we gather
Treasures of His love untold.
Well He knows each broken purpose
Leads to a fuller, deeper trust,
And the end of all His dealings
Proves our God is wise and just."

Mrs said...

Love the timely poem, Phyllis! Glad your disappointment on seeing the Russians didn't last long, Shae.

Glenna once tearfully asked me, "All we have is 'no'?" :-D

Thank you for this post, Shae! I'm so thankful for His Appointments in my life, when all He had was "no."

Steve said...

Dude... is Caiden potty training already?!?!?!

Shannon said...

Steve, yes, she is potty training, but it's child led, I assure you! But I'm not complaining! ;) I hear it's even easier if you do it even younger...

Phyllis said...

Hee hee. "Potty training already?" In Russia people would be asking why so late. :-) Yesterday in Sunday school Jaan and Raia started chattering and pointing so much when it was time for all the other children to have their diapers changed that the teacher asked what they were saying. I had to explain that in Russia children don't wear diapers after their first birthdays. You're doing a great job, Shae!