Sunday, May 13, 2012

All Da Babies

Often I hear from the mouths of people my own age, how babies and kids are so wild, and so much work. They talk about wanting to have them, but no time soon. This is a thing for the future. For 10 years down the road. It isn't so much that I don't understand where they are coming from, because I do. I get it. Babies are alot of work. I'm 23, I am still figuring out the best ways to care for myself, let alone a husband and children. But something else I have learned is that babies remind me of peace, and of true natural beauty. I know you are wondering what drugs I'm taking, or whose kids I have been around that made me feel this way. I am trying to find the best words to express my thoughts. You all know I help out in the toddler room (babies who start walking) at church every other Sunday morning. Can I just tell you about the joy my heart feels when I work with these babes?! When the babies first get dropped off, they are all quite curious and a little skeptical of the place they were just abandoned. The first 15 minutes requires the volunteers to pick up alot of trains and baby dolls to distract the kids long enough for them to forget that mom and dad are not here right now. Slowly you gain these babies trust, and by the end of the service these kids are sitting in your lap and smiling at you. This morning alone I held the sweetest little boy in my arms as I rocked him in a rocking chair and made him feel safe. I have no greater calling in my life than to be a mama, and everytime I help in the toddler room I am reminded of this. That I am beautifully designed to love and care for others. My heart is happiest when I am pouring into others, or rocking a sweet child of God's in my arms. How they need you. How they trust you. To me there is no sweeter metaphor than a child of God. How we need our Father in heaven, like a 1 year old needs to be rocked and held. The most simple form of beauty, a mother and her baby. How appropriate that I write on this subject for the day of Mother's Day! May we all remember how sweet and precious our moms are, and what a gift they are. If you are reading this and your mom is no longer present, or never was, I pray that your heart finds gladness with your Father in Heaven, and that maybe someday you get to experience being a mom or a dad. No greater calling. I pray that we as a culture never forget the importance of being a parent. That our jobs, or our lifestyles would not be more important than our children.
Happy Mother's Day to my mama Margaret- Thank you for being the calm in our family, and being a woman with wise instruction on her tongue. I pray that I can be a strong mother and wife as you have been for our family. 
Happy Mother's Day to my sister-in-law Summer- With a growing baby boy inside you, you have never been so beautiful. I grown in anticipation with every passing day for this baby. You will make a wonderful mother, this baby is truly blessed.

Psalm 127:3

"Behold, children are a heritage from the Lord, the fruit of the womb a reward."

Love and Happy Mother's Day


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