Words that cant be spoken

Sometimes this blog is just a fun hobby, and sometimes I really need to get things out.

This past weekend, tonight included, has been a time when I would love nothing more than to vent and ramble on this blog, and to even ask for your advice and input. But, I cant.

Sometimes, I blog about myself, or my family, and, really, there is nothing they can say or do about it, because...well, because they dont read my blog, so they dont know what I say about them (evil laugh!)

There are times that I blog about others, but I try to do so anonymously, like, by calling them, "Jane" or something, so you dont know who they are.....or, by showing pictures but making sure you cant actually identify the person.

Oh sure, Ive danced on the edge a few times, like when I posted an actual picture, face and all, of the frisky man in the neighborhood that kept hitting on all the women joggers , or when I posted pictures of my soon-to-be-adopted-daughter-Sondra (although Im doubtful that was her real name.)

But this time, the situation is too sensitive. It involves children. It involves behaviors that havent been proven. It involves something that I hope can be resolved in a way that brings healing and restoration, and I think sharing it on this blog could risk that outcome.

I will say that my son has been complaining that he is being bullied at school. I will say that I have heard him sobbing, painful sobs that reveal a heart that has been hurt.

As a counselor with teens for many years, including at the Jr. High and High School level, where there was a "zero tolerance" for bullying, I have taken steps to insure that children were not harassed or harmed while at school. I know the damage that can be done when, to both parties, when people set out to hurt someone. I know that I will not allow my kids to treat others in a hurtful way, and if I find out they are doing so, I will do everything necessary to rectify the situation.

But it's different now that I am on the other end, when it is my child that is being bullied.

I will say that there are times that our children must face painful situations, and there is nothing anyone can do about it, except pray. Thanks to God, I have seen those situations turn out well.

With this current dilemna, we can and are doing something about it, including praying about it, and I hope that God shows us once again, that He is the Great Counselor, Great Healer of hearts, and that everyone involved will feel encouraged when things are over. It is God's nature to take what the devil tries to tear apart, and turn it into something good, and that is my hope for this situation.