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My daughter, Holland, is almost 11. Wow, where has time gone? Her world is beginning to revolve around her friends and her cell phone- which I said I'd never buy! Yeah, never say never.
My son, Hayes, is almost 9. I almost can't say it because it means it's real. He could literally be consumed with the computer and video games if I'd let him.
My youngest son, Hudson, well... he's into me when daddy or friends aren't around.
Yet, all this is okay because at the end of each night I get three big kisses, "I love you" and "Mom, don't leave my bedroom." Even if I know it's their way of stalling bedtime, I still cherish it.
I wonder how much God must cherish our time. We're busy people living in a busy society. But if I love the little portions of my day my kids give completely to me, I know He must be enthusiastic about the part of our day we carve out for Him.
Even more, what if we actually communicated with Him all day long? Some days are easier than others, but no matter.... He's waiting with anticipation.
Your thoughts.
3 comments:
sometimes i don't pray when i should b/c i know God knows I love Him...i know He knows my needs. but then i remember how much i love when my kids tell me they love me, and how i love when they ask[with manners!;-)] what for what they need, rather than just expecting it from me.
good post!
kelly
true. i'm challenged lately to think of prayer as God's way of "rubbing off" on me
Thank you for the reminder. I get so caught up in my life and I forget, but I sure don't forget when things are going wrong.
:)
Jill
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