my cup runneth over, but it's empty

As I sit here at this computer, I wonder what to say.

Who are you? Why are you here? What would I say to you if we were at Starbucks having coffee rather than the way it is-me here, alone in the dark, and you...there. (wherever that is) Is there anything I can do for you? Anything I can say that would help you take one more step in your journey? What do you need the most at this moment?

I wonder about that and then I look inside. My heart is empty and I have writer's block. (What a great time for that to happen-right after I hand you my uglies. I want to bury that post as soon as possible and now I can't think of a thing to say??)

On the other hand, I should be able to write all day. I am 50 after all. Surely there's something God has done, God has said to me, God has taught or given me, that I could write about...

Take them for example:

and this:

Four amazing gifts; four lives; four stories. Each boy so very different from the other, matchless and precious. They all have a body; they all have hurts, and needs, and desires.

One of the most difficult things about mothering is that fact. Each child is unique. It was quite challenging bouncing around from child to child, wanting to relate to each one in the same way, but there was no way I could. They were just too different. I had to come to them and mother them on their terms. I couldn't treat goggle boy the same way I treated our oldest son.

Sometimes I would have to put aside my preconceived ideas about how to parent and come to each boy empty-ready to just listen, asking him, Is there anything I can do for you? Anything I can say that would help you take one more step in your journey? What do you need the most at this moment?

I think about that and then I think about this planet. Each person is a gift, matchless and precious. Each person here has a body, has hurts, needs and desires. Each person has a story.

Maybe that's what you need today? Someone to come to you with an empty cup, ready to just listen and let your heart fill it....maybe that's what God wants all of us to do. Put aside our preconceived ideas about how to relate, and ask each other, Is there anything I can do for you? Anything I can say that would help you take one more step in your journey? What do you need the most at this moment?