Children are a Gift

Motherhood

Children are a heritage from the Lord,   
offspring a reward from him.
Like arrows in the hands of a warrior
are children born in one’s youth.
Blessed is the man
whose quiver is full of them.
They will not be put to shame
when they contend with their opponents in court.
(Psalm 127 3-5 NIV)

Children are a blessing.

I read a blog a while back by The Family Unplugged.  The title of the post was After.  The author discussed how so many parents talk about their life beginning AFTER their kids leave the house.  So many parents act as if their kids are a burden rather than a blessing.  As I read the article, I thought, how horrible!  Why would someone have children if they don’t want to have kids around?!

Then I thought about my own actions.  When looking and talking about the big picture, my son is a treasure and I want to cherish each moment.  But in the everyday, what message do I send to him?

How do I act when he is interrupting me as I cook, or clean, or try to get one of the other things on my long to do list completed?  How do I behave when I just cleaned the floors and there is a big spill?  How do I come across when he is sick and I have to miss out on something to stay at home with him?

For the first week of summer vacation, my son spent the week with my husband’s family out of state.  My husband was also away for work.  My house was quiet.  And I mean really quiet.  Every woman’s dream, right?

I cleaned. I organized. I decorated. I spent time with friends.  I read a couple of books.  But then what?

I missed the noise.  I missed the interruptions.

Don’t get me wrong, it was great to have some quiet time.  It was nice to get things done.  But I prefer life with my family.

I realized that in another 9 years, my son will most likely be leaving the nest for good.  He will not be there to interrupt me as I clean or try to get things done.  He will not be there to describe to me in every detail the latest basketball game.   He will not be there with me giggling as we race the clock to clean up a spill.  He will not be all snuggled up with me watching a movie when he doesn’t feel well.

What a blessing that I get to enjoy those moments now.  And what a gift The Lord has given me in allowing me to be his mom.

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