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Lesson from a Doll

July 25, 2013 by Leah Stirewalt 2 Comments

Adoptable dollOne of my most memorable Christmases was the year we spent it in Council Grove, Kansas. I think I was around 9 or 10 years old. My parents, siblings, and I traveled that year to share the holiday with my grandparents and aunt & uncle. We were the only grandchildren (and nieces and nephew) on that side of the family, so it was just as special to them to have us there.

I am the oldest of three children, and we were still at the ages where gifts under the tree got our attention. We knew Christmas was about more than gifts, but you couldn’t convince us to diminish our excitement over those shiny wrapped packages.

Christmas morning arrived. The gifts were all unwrapped. And, we began admiring and playing with all our new items. And then my aunt walked out with another gift (one for both my sister and me)…this one unwrapped. It was the most beautiful thing I’d ever seen…an “adoptable doll” made to look similar to me…brown hair, brown eyes, pink dress (my favorite color), etc. I’m probably dating myself here, but adoptable dolls were around in the late seventies and very early eighties and were pretty much the pre-cursor to the Cabbage Patch Doll. They were similar in appearance. (I’ve included a picture of one – not mine – to give you an idea.)

My aunt handmade these dolls. And, she couldn’t wait to give my sister and me these little treasures. While I genuinely loved dolls, in general, my Aunt Jane and I were (she’s no longer living) also VERY close. So, to have something this beautiful that she made with her own hands was something I deeply cherished.

The doll disappeared later in my life through a series of tragic events. But the memory of that beautiful piece of handicraft and my sweet aunt remains.

I’ve had a lot of things and people “disappear” from life over the last four decades. I’m sure there were several that I’m glad went missing, but there were others that I cherished and yet still had to learn to live without.

I’ve struggled with abandonment before and the fear of being abandoned again. I’ve been hurt several times over, and I used to allow it to consume me. But, God did a mighty work in me in this area.

There’s a passage from Psalm 94 that reads beautifully in The Message:

How blessed the man you train, God,
the woman you instruct in your Word,
Providing a circle of quiet within the clamor of evil,
while a jail is being built for the wicked.
God will never walk away from his people,
never desert his precious people.
Rest assured that justice is on its way
and every good heart put right. ~Psalm 94:12-15

The 5th line is the one I zeroed in on…

God will never walk away from his people. Did you see that third word? NEVER! The means not ever!

Friends, God is who He says He is. When He gives a promise, He keeps it. Scripture reminds us that God can’t lie and He never changes. We can bank everything we own on the promises He gives us.

You could lose everything you own in a fire, tornado, or other disaster…God’s still there.

You could lose your family in a car accident…God’s still there.

You could lose your spouse through death or divorce…God’s still there.

You could lose your parents…God’s still there.

You could lose your job…God’s still there.

You could lose your faith…yes, even your faith…God’s still there.

This might be one of those days for you. Maybe you’re feeling abandoned. Or – maybe you’re suffering great loss. Maybe you’re extremely lonely or worried about something. You see no end in sight to your current misery. Friend…God’s still there, because He never walks away from His people.

The circumstances around you may change. God never does. Practice breathing in God’s promises and breathing out the very thing that has you bound. Even if you don’t feel like it. Keep doing it until God’s promises swallow your problems.

Leah
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Comments

  1. Erin Waters says

    July 26, 2013 at 1:24 pm

    Oh my goodness….what a beautifully written blog. Had me in tears and not the part about the dolls although I was a little misty eyed there too. I’m talking about God’s still there. So many people need to read this!!! I will be sharing. WOW!!

    Reply
    • Leah Stirewalt says

      July 26, 2013 at 1:58 pm

      Glad it was a blessing to you. 🙂 Thank you for the encouraging comment!

      Reply

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Leah StirewaltI became "twice widowed" when my beloved prince, Joel, went to his Heavenly home after a brief and sudden illness on February 12, 2017. I’m in a place of shock and devastation, but I intend to use this format to journal my second widow journey, much like I did my first. It’s my open journal, my electronic oasis, and it’s often the place I find true healing as I allow myself to “come clean” with my feelings. Read More...

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