running barefoot through the grass.
chasing fireflies in the dark.
diving into the backyard pool or wading into the fresh lake water until reaching the cold and then fully submersing oneself in.
staying up all night under the light of the moon.
telling ghost stories among the stars and the campfire.
riding bike at breakneck speed, showing off that one can ride with no hands……
These are the stories of almost every childhood, or at least something fairly close.
A person’s childhood is something normally thought of with fond memories. However, this is not the case for everyone. Some people have some really awful childhoods. Such tragedies as abuse of all kinds, death of a parent or other loved one, and illnesses are only a few of the injustices that children remember well into their adult years. These injustices can either make or break someone. As children grow, they will either use the truth of their life to learn from in order to create a better life for themselves or they will choose to use these injustices as a crutch. Please understand I am not judging the latter as I have never had anything so awful happen in my life that I would need to make such a decision. From what I’ve read or witnessed, a crutch is simply a way for many people to not have to be held accountable for their actions. One huge part of growing up is learning this accountability along with knowing that the actions of one affect many.
These injustices can’t be set aside, though. They do not happen for no reason, one just has to trust that God has a bigger plan that can’t be seen. With each injustice, one has a chance to learn and grow in God’s love.
More than that, we rejoice in our sufferings, knowing that suffering produces endurance, and endurance produces character, and character produces hope, and hope does not put us to shame, because God’s love has been poured into our hearts through the Holy Spirit who has been given to us. – Romans 5:3-5
No matter what kind of childhood you endured, thank the Lord above. Thank Him simply for being born.
As for me, my childhood brings back some fond memories with some pain, some hurt, which is normal for most anybody.
No matter what happens in our lives, God listens and hears every prayer. He promises strength in times of trial, love in times of sadness, hope in the face of despair, and peace in times of distress. Turning to Him in our time of need heals our souls which are in need of nourishment every day such as the body needs nourishment.