I have been trying really hard to make the most of our last few weeks together before school starts. School doesn't start here until September 6th. But as a teacher, my summer ends August 28th. I went so far as to ground myself from the phone. Because, anyone who knows me, knows how much I love to talk! I am really wanting to spend some quality time with the kids. Scott is travelling again, and I like to take this time to really give them that special attention. Well, in the process, it seems like we are getting to hear some interesting things...
Today we went to the park, as I try to do every few days, because the kids just love to play, and I love to play with them, or sometimes, just sit back and watch them have fun. Well, today we were leaving the park, and Ryan said, "I want to jump in that fountain," and I said, "why?", and he said, "Mom, do you realize that it is hot out here?"
We later walked into the house tonight, and I said, "Huh, I wonder what that smell is?" And Ryan walks by me, and answers, "Don't worry, mom, it's just the cat litter poop."
Gracie later tells me that it's time for bed and we need to turn the TV off because it is getting very late.
Last night I let all the kids camp out in my room again, since daddy is gone, and I woke up to find a golden retriever between me and Grace who was in my bed, and her little arm was laying over Shay's neck, and it was the cutest thing to wake up to.
I got to share with Bailey today how daddy and I met, and tell her about our first date, and that was fun because I have never gotten to share that with her before, and she was inquisitive, and wanted me to tell her more and more.
I listened to a really neat thing the other day that said some neat thought provoking things...
"You'll make a chocolate cake and there will be no finger marks in it, and you will say, "there, that's a dessert fit for company, and you'll eat it alone,"
You'll say, "Kids, get out from under my feet and I don't want it to be so loud in here, " and it will be quiet...
You'll tuck in the boys sheets and make the bed, and put the toys on the shelves, and you'll say, "there, I want it to stay that way, " and it will...
You'll be on the phone, and you'll say, "kids, I want it quiet, no horseplay or deomlition crews, you hear ?" And there won't be...
All this will eventually end, so we need to recognize what is important while we have the opportunity to do so... It really ministered to me, because sometimes I get so wrapped up in wanting the house clean, and everything the way I want it, and sometimes with three, I desire to have a quiet time alone. But, I realize that I will have it one day, but for now I need to enjoy the monster trucks that I step on, and the paintings on my counter, and the barbies in my sink, and the stickers on their beds, and all of those things. Even the stickies that I am forever scrubbing off of the island in my kitchen! I need to embrace the blessings I have in those precious children, because one day, I will no longer have little ones to clean up, and baths to be given, and babies who beg me to swing them, and play board games with, you know? I just feel incredibly blessed to have the opportunity to be a mother. I can't believe that God entrusted them to me... I don't want to let Him down.
Father, help me to raise them the way you would want me to. Show me how to be creative, and compassionate and how to smile and relax, and enjoy the journey with them. Let me love them like you love me. If that's possible. Help me to show them what gifts they are to me, and what gifts they have inside of themselves. Help me draw those gifts out so that they might be used to further your kingdom. Show me when to be stern, and when to sit down and laugh. Also show me what is important daily. If it is to stop doing dishes, and play twister, remind me to do that. If they need extra hugs or kisses, supply me with those, and then grant me opportunities to give them out. Help me to show them what I see in them. Their potential. I long to be the mother they need, and the one you have called me to be. Thank you for entrusting them to me while they are here. Let me be sensitive to the fact that in the end, they are yours. They are only on loan from you. What a sweet gift. Times three. Thank you for loving me to bless me wtih them. May they know your love through me and Scott. Bless our hands as we care for them...and raise them the best we can. May they never step in a place that is not in your will. Bless their ears to hear and their mouths to speak truth and not vulgarity. Bless their hands to further your kingdom, and bless other people. May they walk in your ways as you lead them each and every day of their lives, and Lord, please, always remind them that they are loved. MOre than they can ever imagine or dream of. In Jesus name, Amen.