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Do you ever have those moments in life as a mother where you see your child floundering and it just breaks your heart?
All you want to do is reach out and rescue them. Pull them from whatever it is, hug them and tell them they never have to endure the activity again?
Well I recently had one of those moments.
My Hockey Mom Moment:
Teo was signed up for hockey, equipment purchased and spirits high.
Let me assure you I had no visions of my child skating the first day. This “hockey” program I signed him up for was actually a “learn to skate while wearing all your hockey gear” kinda program.
I was assured that it was fine he had never had lessons before and it would be fine if he couldn’t even stand.
They were wrong.
My poor baby dressed head to toe in hockey equipment was sitting in the middle of the ice and not moving. Most of the kids were already racing around the ice and maybe 3 other kids were floundering to stand up…but one by one each kid slowly took off. Except for Teo.
This really is no surprise, we had attempted to teach him to skate before and it was a PAINFUL experience.
Teo loves new experiences but is not always the most coordinated. So why then did I even sign him up? Because he needed to learn this skill!
He may have been born in Florida but is is growing up in Canada.
He is Canadian through and through and if he ever wants to have fun playing with his friends in the winter this is going to be a skill he needs.
So as I watched my son sit their on the ice refusing to move I went against my motherly desire to blow the whistle, make everyone stop and rescue my son.
I left.
Don’t worry! My hubby was still there and I was holding a sick Rome so we really couldn’t stay anyways.
But I did leave.
On the drive home I was trying hard to hold back the screaming urge to turn around and save my son.
Instead I turned to prayer.
Once I arrived home I couldn’t get out of the van. I felt stuck to my seat. So I prayed again.
These were the words I was praying “Lord, if anything, could he at least learn to stand today? Please just help him stand? If he could do that he may be encouraged to return next time. Please God? Could he just learn to stand?”
Then my phone made that annoying text whistling sound.
I looked down and this is the picture I saw.
My hubby texted me a picture of my boy standing. Seriously not even a millisecond after my prayer had been spoken I got this picture!
This may not seem like much to you but let me assure you that it is.
This was God’s miracle, his gift to me. I have been looking for his miracles lately, I can never seem to find them.
But armed with the knowledge that sometimes miracles can be small, so minute that they are easy to miss. I was alert!
I saw this miracle loud and clear. God loves me enough to answer my prayer.
My crazy hockey mom prayer.
I am SO EXTRA proud to see my boy trying to learn something that may not be the most natural thing in the world.
The reward, ACCOMPLISHMENT!