Umbrella

In early fall of that year, one phone call and two words changed our lives forever. The storm clouds that had been building in our lives for the past two years had finally burst and nothing would ever again be the same. Our precious child, the “sparkle” in the family, was pregnant. This dear child had ignored all the teachings we had ever drilled into her and now a little life was on its way. We were devastated, deeply wounded and rubbed raw with emotion. My husband and I clung to each other for comfort. We walked around for days as if in mourning over a loss. Indeed, it was a loss–the death of nearly every ideal we had carried with us through our married life; the death of believing that if you do everything as right as you can, it will all turn out “good.” And now the consequences this child had screamed at us that would be hers to carry were ours to carry as well. The consequences of our baby’s behavior affected every single member of her family, and still do to this day.

For years my husband and I taught our children about the umbrella of protection in their lives. We drew an umbrella and explained to them that God was the cover of the family; under that was the husband, appointed by God as the head of the family; next came the wife, who was under the authority of the husband; and then came the children, who were under the authority of their parents. We cautioned them to stay safe under the umbrella, to obey God’s order of family “government.” Safety could be found under that umbrella. But if any member should step out from under the authority of God and change the order of things, devastation could occur.

At about the age of 16 our daughter began stepping out from under. We spent hours wondering where she was. We grounded her, and she found a way to sneak out. She lied about where she was going; she laid out of school; she did most of the things that a child in rebellion against God does. Of course, much of this we found out after the fact. Our discipline did not deter her; she always found a way around it. And then, the month before she left for college, she spent a few days with a friend in another town and during a drunken spree, it happened.

That phone call was only the beginning. Today that precious child of ours has three children. She continues to live in our home, and we spend large amounts of time and money to help her support her little family. Why do we do it? Are we stupid? Maybe. But, more than stupid, we are children of God, forgiven by His grace, recipients of His mercy. We cannot find it in our spiritual belief system to throw our daughter out, because not only her life, but the lives of three precious beautiful little boys would also be affected.

Has she returned to the roots of the Christian lifestyle we taught her as a child? No. She resists God, because even though He promises He WILL, she can’t imagine Him ever being able to forgive her. She has not reached her “woman-at-the-well” desperation point yet. So we hold on, praying that God will be able to get through to her because of our love and the love of our church folks.

We have given up our “empty-nest” years and have become fully involved in the lives of our little buddies. The only real man they have on a daily basis is their grandfather—and he is a real man. He has taught them things their birth fathers should be teaching them. It is he who spends hours playing outside with them, telling them stories, and showing them how to be a man. I am simply grandma—the person they run to when all else in life seems too harsh for them. The arms of this grandmother are their comfort zone, and believe me when I tell you many evenings these arms are full with all three of my buddies. They even have their “side” they usually sit on—the 6-year-old on the right, the 3-year-old on the left and the baby in the middle (I have to get a bigger chair!).

On more than one occasion I have held my heart in anguish over the lives that have been affected because of one individual in our family who decided to experience life out from under the umbrella. The consequences of the actions out from under are lived by our precious daughter first, next her darling little ones, and then those who love her and help her as God would have us do. It’s not an easy life. Some days we are angry at our lot. When we are able to discuss it together, though, my husband and I always come to the point of acceptance that we have so much to learn and share from these circumstances—circumstances that will make my husband a better pastor, and me a better encourager and comforter.

Will it also make our daughter better in the end? I believe God keeps His promises and in time we will see this come to pass.

This one thing I do know—God is good, all the time. He will be glorified by these circumstances. This I believe.

5 Comments

  • Debbie

    October 27, 2006 at 2:38 am Reply

    Claudette, this is wonderful. You are such a beautiful witness. I believe your daughter will fall back into Jesus’ arms before long, and that three young men will praise God for all you and your husband have done for them.

  • Anonymous

    June 9, 2006 at 1:27 pm Reply

    Thank you for your honesty. I was looking for Ruth Graham’s book, In Every Pew There Sits a Broken Heart, when I happened upon your website. The writing style God has
    blessed you with is very comforting and inspiring, and it
    encourages people to keep on keeping on in their daily lives and to trust in God in the process.

  • Ali

    March 20, 2006 at 7:23 pm Reply

    This is both a poweful testomony, and a gentle loving example of God’s presence in your lives. The one line: “She resists God, because she can’t imagine Him ever being able to forgive her…” is so telling. Even though you have been hurt, you still see through His eyes.

    I went to a church for a while once – the pastor’s eldest child fell into much the same circumstances, the only difference being the father of the child ‘stepped up to the plate.’ The pastor, however, threw his daughter out and cut her off from the family. That story has a much happier ending – and I truly believe yours will too Claudette. Those precious boys have such a wonderful example of love and faithfulness in you and your husband.

  • kingphatcow

    March 20, 2006 at 4:25 pm Reply

    it’s a great testimony both to God’s working in your life and God’s desire to protect us.

    Now you and dad are part of Nate, Phil and Andre’s umbrella.

    And that’s a good thing for them.

  • Jezreel

    March 20, 2006 at 2:39 pm Reply

    Powerful, Claudette! Praise God for you and your husband who are showing those young boys the way!

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