We have just stopped allowing our youngest to use a binky (pacifier). Our other three boys were weaned just after age one, Joey we’ve allowed (ok-I have allowed) to use the binky much longer… He’s now 2 and a half. I won’t go into the details of WHY I’ve let his use of the binky go on so long, but will assure you the reasons are good and plenty.
A few weeks ago we illiminated the use of it during the day and would only allow him to use it at night, but about a week ago, my husband put down his foot and took it away completely.
As you can imagine it has been slightly difficult for Joe to fall asleep now. He has been using a binky to comfort and lull himself to sleep for the full length of his 2.5 years. The other day he came to the door crying after I had put him down for a nap, obviously tired and calling out “Mommy”.
I scooped him up, and laid him back down in his bed. He hugged me tight with one arm and with the other patted his pillow beside him. And so I laid down with him. He was then able to relax a bit, with his taggie blanket in his hand and the comforting weight of his mother beside him. He quieted down quickly. I stroked his head a bit and then rested my hand on his chest. I watched his weighty eyes relax, and his sweet lips pucker in release. His brows and cheeks softened.
My thoughts turned of how difficult this process must be for him. And how hard it is for me at times when my Heavenly Father weans me from things. I’m so thankful for My Lord, who has unlimited resources and is the ultimate comforter.
There are times when He needs to take me to the next step in my growth process. He’s allowed me to believe something that isn’t exact truth, or has given me a crutch to help me in some weaknesses… But the time comes when I need to grow out of it. And man, it sure can be hard. It can hurt as he prunes away certain things that I’ve clung too…
I feel such gratitude knowing He always has time and energy to comfort me in the process. That he’ll come stay next to me-giving me his comforting presence as I go through the pain of growing up. He doesn’t ever need to leave my side to go tend to something or someone else. He will spend himself on tending to me.
As I step forward in growth on my spiritual walk, I don’t need to fear a thing. What a sweet picture He’s given me…Reminding me that He loves me and is walking through each step beside me, comforting, encouraging and cheering me on…
You hem me in behind and before, and you lay your hand upon me. (palm 139:5)
Where can I go from your Spirit? Where can I flee from your presence? If I go up to the heavens, you are there; if I make my bed in the depths, you are there. If I rise on the wings of the dawn, if I settle on the far side of the sea, even there your hand will guide me, your right hand will hold me fast. (Psalm 139:7-10)
He cuts off every branch in me that bears no fruit, while every branch that does bear fruit he prunes so that it will be even more fruitful. (John 15:2)