Everyone with kids knows they are true miracles from God. They also know sometimes are more stressful than others.
Everyday I wake up, I see God's grace in the eyes of my children. The innocence, the strength, the hope for a bright future. I have many friends, some my age, some older than me and others younger. A lot of these don't have kids of their own. They talk about how they go out and do whatever, whenever...not ever having to accomodate the kids. They seem to love it. Now, I would never, in a million years, trade what I have but I can't help think from time to time "What If" we didn't have kids. What if we weren't a family? What would life be like? Last night as I sat watching TV before dinner, I was awstruck at what I saw. I turned and looked in the kitchen and saw all 3 of our precious kids coloring at the kitchen table. Sharing, talking in kiddo conversation. So peaceful, so happy. And in that brief moment, I smiled from ear to ear, watching the little lives I created be siblings and just be kids. 5 minutes later, caos errupted once again but those shimmering moments are what I love for.
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