Wednesday, June 8, 2011


I watched my son, Jack, for quite a while today.

I was folding laundry in our family room and he was playing a Wii game in our playroom.

I folded. Sipped my iced tea. Took a gander over at him. Folded and sipped some more.

My camera was sitting on the table next to me, so I snapped a few shots of him doing what he always does when he gets home from school - unwind with a favorite video game.

As I snapped, within an instant, he dropped his controller, and buried his hands in his palms. And, just began sobbing.

He'd lost. Again.


I set the laundry aside and went to comfort him and sat and talked with him for a few minutes.

It's just a game, Jack. I know you're disappointed, It's okay, bud.

He explained to me the ins and outs of the "world" he was on - what he wasn't doing right, that he kept messing up, and that it was just too hard for him.

It's not fair. I can't do it, Mom.

Yes, buddy - you can. Just give it some time. You'll get it.

When this picture popped onto my computer screen tonight, I relived our conversation this afternoon.

It broke my heart. My precious little boy - utterly brokenhearted over something so silly. So unimportant in the grand scheme of things.


Something so real, so immediately pressing, so terribly important. To him.

And, God - with a single photo - knocked me off of my feet.

Sarah - you do this.

Oh, I knew. I knew what was coming.

See that little boy there?

He's you.

You plant your face in your palms and cry out in frustration, too. Over silly circumstances and challenges that are so insignificant in My grand plan for your life. These things - they seem of such significance and importance to you now, but I see your world and life so differently - with eyes of understanding and with an eternal perspective.

I could list them. The personal ways in which I'm so childlike. Face palming and crying out, "It's not fair."

But, I imagine we all have our own lists - our own areas of taking today's disappointments and let-downs, however silly or fleeting - and allowing them to reduce our perspective to that of a child.

This photo of my little Jack - his hands soaked with tears, his face hot with frustration - is a tangible, present reminder to me that just as I looked upon my heartbroken boy from our family room, God looks on me with compassion and love when I don't understand.

When I'm disappointed.

When I face failure.

But that even more than that, He sees me, my future, and His grand plan for my life with eyes that are so much wiser than mine.


  1. What a beautiful analogy, thank u for this important reminder. Love u!

  2. Needed to read this tonight. Thank you for sharing so openly.

  3. Beautiful post. So true. That picture just breaks my heart.

  4. Thanks for sharing! I hadn't ever reversed the little talk I give to my boys and applied it to myself. Definitely needed =)

  5. Oh wow. Needed that today.

    For my daughter. For me.



  6. My oldest was the same. I think she's like her daddy. She's had many moments in her life like this even today. I have learned that in her frustration comes determination. She's a fighter and an over comer. Praying Jack find that same determination as he grows and along with that becomes a world changer. No doubt, he's got it in him!

    Love how when the enemy tries to bring us down the Lord can lift us up and make us stronger through our weakness.

  7. I don't think I can post how very much your words meant to me. :)

    I'll keep it at that.


  8. It's beautiful to see this post from God's perspective.... a solid reminder of how much He loves us.

  9. God speaks to me like this so often. Beautiful analogy.

  10. omg little Jack, that pic breaks my heart!

  11. oh sarah.

    that's my evan.

    oh, how that's my evan.

    i could have taken that picture so.many.times.

    i just adore your heart. thank you for sharing what HE is teaching you.
    i needed it.

  12. For the past couple days I have fallen in love with your recipes, your unique writing and your gorgeous photography.
    But this picture has truly got me in tears. How often I have seen my oldest son devastated over what seems so trivial to me. you capture a true heart on sleeve moment. And learned something wonderful.
    I have never had the epiphany you did and thank you for the added perspective. I have to wonder though if why we cry so heartfelt over small things is so when we have to be strong for the big ones we can be.
    May all your moments be blessed and thank you so much for sharing.