When my C was tiny, there was a time I prayed to understand him. He was so different from J who was mellow and was content to observe. I remember when we brought Z  home, C just cried. He was only 1 1/2 and I thought it was all a bit over whelming for his tiny body. But it was his frustration that made him cry. He wanted so bad to help. I remember sitting on the couch praying, "Oh God show me what he needs." Just as I finished praying, in walks C dragging the carseat. He had heard me say I wanted to lay the baby down. This was his solution. God was so faithful to hear my cry and give me eyes to understand the frustration my little boy was feeling. C needed to help - beyond just feeling included, he desired to help in a real way. And he is very much still this same way! I shutter to think how I could have squashed his heart for service if I hadn't paid attention and seen beyond a fussy toddler. I pray fervently God continues to give me eyes to see these amazing children and understand what it is they are dragging in.

But from everlasting to everlasting the Lords love is with those who fear him, and his rightousness with his children's children - with those who keep his covenant and remember to obey his precepts.

Psalm 103:17