Lord, even the dogs under the table eat the children's scraps

Lord, all I want is for her to be back in your arms

Mark 7:24-30
Jesus went to the district of Tyre.  He entered a house and wanted no one to know about it, but he could not escape notice.  Soon a woman whose daughter had an unclean spirit heard about him.  She came and fell at his feet.  The woman was a Greek, a Syrophoenician by birth, and she begged him to drive the demon out of her daughter.  He said to her, "Let the children be fed first.  For it is not right to take the food of the children and throw it to the dogs."  She replied and said to him, "Lord, even the dogs under the table eat the children's scraps."  Then he said to her, "For saying this, you may go.  The demon has gone out of your daughter."  When the woman went home, she found the child lying in bed and the demon gone.

Lord, even the dogs under the table eat the children's scraps


Lord,
You got me here.  I think I understood what this meant at the time, but what does it mean to me today?  “Even the dogs under the table eat the children’s scraps.”

Lord, I will take whatever you have to give.  This woman knew she was not one of “His” children or at least believed it and yet she had courage to go to him and beg.  What humility.  He r love for her daughter drove her.  Just thinking of that brings tears to my eyes.  Lord, J will be here in less than two weeks and I am filled with grief, knowing she is living so far from you.  It stabs my heart.

She’s not so far, she just thinks she is.  She has to fall trying to do it without me, that way she’ll know she needs me.  She will be more convicted in her faith; it won’t be based on what she read or what someone told her.  You know she’s never learned that way.  She has a good heart, she loves, she does what she believes is right, as misguided as she may be.  She called on me and I was there (in car accident).  I am there always.  I am all around her, protecting her.   My mother is there.  We love her more than you.  We want her salvation more than you.

Lord, that is hard for me to grasp, that anyone could love her more than I do, yet I know it’s true.  Lord, I know she experiences what I do, the mood swings.  But she does not want to treat them.   She thinks she can control it or live with it and I guess she can live with it, but she doesn’t have to.  Lord, my genes brought this on her and I know I have no control over it, but I still grieve at little that she has to suffer through this and so do those around her.  The only thing I can do is pray and see if I can find a natural solution for her.

She’s a big girl.  It’s not up to you.  She has choices and she has to live with her choices.

Lord, I don’t even know if that (statement above) is you speaking.

It’s not.  Your discernment was accurate.  He (devil) wants her to live with the pain and the struggles you have.  But that’s not what I want or what you want either.  This is a way to show her your love.  Finding a natural cure will not be easy.  But by going that way, doing it her way, you will be showing her your love and your acceptance of what’s important to her.  You will be helping her in a way she needs help but doesn’t even realize.

Lord, if she goes through the depression that I have, I know it is dark and I have had some medication, at least for that part of it for years.  I don’t know how much worse it would have been without medication.  Lord, more than all of this, I want her to know she needs you, that ultimately you are the only ‘thing’ that will make her truly happy.

I know, she will……………………….one day.