Avenue of the Giants

I remember the bell would ring and it was recess time_ playing

_the girls and I running from the boys_ swinging as high as I could go_ freedom. But there was a time when it didn't feel so free. There was a time when I was in 3rd grade that a particular 6th grader would hide by the girls bathroom to try and terrorize me and all the other little girls. I just remember him being super tall and he was the kid that was known for trouble….a literal giant. He spent most of his days in the principal’s office. Luckily, I had an older cousin who was in his same grade that I could run to for help. In 3^rd grade this 6^th grader was my giant. Now of course, that seems so small & insignificant now_ being pulled on_ grabbed_ scared by a 6^th grader but isn’t that how it sometimes is. When you look back on something you’ve gotten passed_ it doesn’t seem like it was “that big.” 

It’s only that big when being in the mist of it…

when walking through it.

My son has a bully he has to face today at school.

He is in the 6^th grade and the bully is in the 8^th.

The bully has decided he wants to fight my son and has spread that to a lot of the other 8^th graders. So while my son walks down the hall he is shown fists by the students_ told he is going to be beat up_ the bully stands on the sidelines at basketball games and stares at him.

This breaks my heart. As his mom I have all kinds of crazy thoughts that run through my head like, I want to go to the principal & the teachers

{I have emailed the teacher to let her know what’s going on}_

I want to have a conversation with this kids parents_ I want to even have a conversation with the kid himself…I want to know what his problem is and why he feels the need to mess with a younger student….but I can’t. I’m left to just pray this out and stand in the gap for my son….that’s all I can do…it’s really the best I can do. I can’t fight this battle for him. I want to so badly. I want so badly to fix it for him so that he doesn’t have to experience being made fun of or being hurt.

But I can’t.

My son is not a fighter_ he is sensitive to others and would never want to punch someone in the face…just sayin’. But he has to defend himself and know that he isn’t facing this giant alone_walking the halls alone_ sitting in his class alone_ He’s got the ultimate defender on his side.

This can only be learned on his own…by facing his giants.

In talking & praying with him this morning before school I kept thinking of Shadrach, Meshach, and Abednego being thrown into the furnace. When looking in the furnace the guards saw “4 people… not 3.”

And I thought of Daniel being thrown into the lion’s den. It says the lion’s mouths were shut…because “Daniel had trusted in the Lord.” I pray my Gray will face his giant and there will be 2 people seen there…. And that in the end the lion’s mouth will be shut_ why? Because he trusted…

Are you facing any giants today?

Our God is great and nothing is too big for Him…

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Heather :)