Denver Diary Day 30: The Squeaky Wheel

Cade is always the squeaky wheel...the one who everyone turns around and looks at and probably wonders about...the one who gets advice - sometimes out loud and sometimes just through a look.  He is the one who is considered demanding and hard...the one who sometimes struggles to keep a game going when the rules are not really what he wants or expects...the one who is sometimes hard to figure out.

It's hard to always be the squeaky wheel.  The squeaky wheel is the first to get noticed when he is climbing - on anything.  The squeaky wheel is the first to get the second look - the first to be called down and the last to be given the benefit of the doubt. The squeaky wheel is the first to be left behind the play huddle...and the first to be underestimated based solely on appearances.

Yes, he is the squeaky wheel.  But squeaky wheels aren't always bad.  Squeaky wheels still work hard to turn even though there is something causing them to squeak.  They are always heard and cause people to turn and look, only to show their stuff when the time is right.  Squeaky wheels are drawn to all other wheels, whether those wheels are squeaky or not, and still love to be around them.  And even the squeaky wheel is required in order for the vehicle to do it's job.

In the moments when I seek to make my little boy be somebody he's just not, I try to remember that he is actually exactly who God created him to be...and what he is doing is actually what God expected him to do.  He is fulfilling the mission on this earth just as God has planned for him at this moment in his life.  And my job as his mom is just to help the squeaky wheel remain on course, and maybe oil him a little now and then with love and support...and just to let God continue to use him for blessings.