broken

I want to live a life of brokenness in front of our kid(s). brokenness and also put-back-together-by-graceness. I want Caleb to know that we dont have it all together, that we really do need Jesus for everything. of course saying that is pretty easy.

last night we had a chance to actually live it. Michelle had a rough day. one of the worst in a while. her fibro has been flaring pretty badly, and Caleb seems to be teething, so he's not too happy either. he was crying as she tried to feed him, and as she handed him to me, pretty much at her end, she started sobbing. Caleb immediately took notice and just looked at her quietly. I think he knew something was up. she didnt want him to see her in this state, which is quite natural. but we stood there, Caleb looking quitely, mama crying, daddy holding him close and shedding some tears too.

he's learning so much, watching and living with us amid the struggle. how we deal with this will surely help shape who he is. I just pray that we'll point him to Jesus, and not make him think we can get through it on our own.