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Grateful for My Children

The past couple of days, Lois didn’t sleep very well.  So after her customary morning walks, she decided to get a bit of extra rest in bed.

But I’m so grateful that my children have decided to make up the difference.

Yesterday, my oldest (now 9yo) took it upon himself (after getting my permission as I was headed out the door to work) to make pancakes for everyone. Other than slightly burning himself (yet pressing on!!!) and burning a couple of them (cuz he was nerding out and reading!), he did a fantastic job.

Today, all four of my older kids got into the dance and made waffles with strawberry sauce. What’s more, two of them even served Lois with breakfast in bed, complete with hot tea!

I’m grateful for them, and for how they’re learning to be “little men” and “little women” serving one another and their mom. For sure, there’s still a lot to be learned (like cleaning up the kitchen, ha ha!), and we’re still desperately longing to see God’s grace in more profound and permanent ways in their lives.  But for today, we’re truly grateful for what we trust is God’s grace manifesting itself in their lives in little ways.

On a related note, Lois found a little blog post that was a great encouragement on being “desperate mothers.” The author quotes from a book we’ve got in our own library and read in part, A Praying Life, and this quote in particular was a great reminder:

“It took me seventeen years to realize I couldn’t parent on my own. It was not a great spiritual insight, just a realistic observation. If I didn’t pray deliberately and reflectively for members of my family by name every morning, they’d kill one another. I was incapable of getting inside their hearts. … It didn’t take me long to realize I did my best parenting by prayer.” A Praying Life, p. 59

So today, I’m moved to both be thankful for and to be interceding in prayer for my entire family.  And to close this post, on both of those themes, I defer to Psalm 127:

Unless the Lord builds the house,
those who build it labor in vain.

Unless the Lord watches over the city,
the watchman stays awake in vain.
It is in vain that you rise up early
and go late to rest,
eating the bread of anxious toil;
for he gives to his beloved sleep.

Behold, children are a heritage from the Lord,
the fruit of the womb a reward.
Like arrows in the hand of a warrior
are the children of one’s youth.
Blessed is the man
who fills his quiver with them!
He shall not be put to shame
when he speaks with his enemies in the gate.

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  1. tiff says

    i can’t believe matthew reads while making pancakes! haha.. what a multi-tasker!!



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