is the day my precious son Samuel was born. He is a year old today- amazing how time flies. He is such a blessing (as are all my children) but his birth comes a little more than a year after I had a miscarriage and I think that is why he is extra special. I have enjoyed every minute of this year with him and I pray God gives us decades more with him. The older I get, the more I realize what a blessing babies are. I pray God blesses our family with more babies. When I was pregnant with Samuel, my oldest son, Paul, told me that he was excited about having a baby, but anymore after this one would be "weird". A few weeks ago I asked him what he would think about us having another, and he enthusiatically replied it would be great.
Our church had a yard sale today to raise money to send kids to camp this summer. I had gone through mounds of clothes and washed and folded them and put all the yard sale clothes on the breakfast bar. I was not up when Paul and the kids left this morning and it was later that I realized they took a pile that was not supposed to go. The only things I was really concerned about in this pile was two homemade baby blankets- one belonging to my oldest son (16) and the other to my oldest daughter (10). I quickly got dressed and rushed to the church and searched the piles of clothes and blankets. One of the ladies asked what I was looking for and I told her and she regretfully told me they were sold early that morning. Tears came into my eyes as I realized they were gone forever. I save one homemade baby blanket with each baby, hoping to pass it on when they have kids. I felt sick and then I felt a little silly. Yes, I wish I had them back, but what made the blankets special was the memories attached to them. I still have the memories and I still have the kids. No, they're not babies any longer, but they are still here with me. Many mothers have only the blankets and not their children and they'd trade in a heartbeat.
Father, give me Your perspective on circumstances in my life. And make me thankful for my family. Enable me to serve in love. |
Apr. 20, 2006 - Untitled Comment
Don't get me wrong tho. I would have cried over those blankets just like you did!
My littlest one has just turned a year also. His birthday was on the 3rd. So he and Samuel are the same age. I thought of Abe as I read your post. So glad to have him. So glad God gave him to me. So glad I get to keep him for a while here.
Thank you so much for this post. It's made me reflective in a good way and very very grateful.