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Births and Birthdays

Today our eldest celebrates his 32nd birthday. He was the child we practiced on. He was the one that was over protected and the one that we followed every single rule in child rearing. We barely let anyone even keep him when he was little. Poor guy.

But he is also the one who introduced us to “unconditional love.” We never understood it until he was born.

When the second was born, it was “he is two weeks old and we are going to be gone all evening!” In having the first son, we kind of learned what to do and not to do with babies. And our “unconditional love” understanding just deepened.

And even as I write this, I am giddy about the fact that we will have our very first grand baby in August. This little girl has already captured our hearts. I have her 20 week sonogram photo on our refrigerator. Of course it is the very first item on the front of this fridge..ever. I bet we end up devoting the entire fridge to her artwork! I also hear that being a grandparent is a lot more fun that having the original children!!

Aren’t you glad that the Father did not have to practice on us? He allows us to make our own decisions even when they are not the best for us. He never leaves us, and He is giddy about us. His unconditional love for us is simply indescribable.

I like that. As we celebrate the child, the now man,  that made us parents, I rejoice in the fact that the Father celebrates with us as well. 

Sometimes I forget that and Father God uses a birthday and a grandchild’s sonogram picture to remind me just how special He thinks we are…..

~Be Encouraged Today~

Tammy

 

Quiet Please

There is something to be said about it.

I know as a young mother of two active boys I would often crave that quiet. If they weren’t talking… the tv, Nintendo or music was being heard. We had to carve out time for quiet.

 I would sometimes try to escape to the bath tub and lock the door. But with only one bathroom, locking the door was prohibited. So “quiet” wasn’t easy to come by….But once in a while, I would have the boys turn everything off and just listen.  Sometimes it worked, most of the time it didn’t if I am honest. Continue reading Quiet Please

Be Still

Do you remember when one of your kids came to you crying with a splinter and you were trying to get it out of that precious finger? “Be still” were the two words out of my mouth every time.  They were spoken so that my little guy would sit still so I could dig that tiny sliver of wood out! And yes, I have said the same words to my husband when getting out a splinter or looking in his eye…well you know what I mean! Continue reading Be Still