"I pray that your love will overflow more and more, and that you will keep on growing in knowledge and understanding. For I want you to understand what really matters, so that you may live pure and blameless lives until the day of Christ's return. May you always be filled with the fruit of your salavation- the righteous character produced in your life by Jesus Christ- for this will bring much glory and praise to God."

Philippians 1:9-11

April 23, 2011

Sacred Moments

There have been many times in my life that I have been in a moment that I just wanted to freeze and dwell on for a while.  To record the sight, sounds, feelings associated with those seconds that I knew would soon pass.  Those moments that tears creep up and threaten to expose you.  Those moments that catch your breath.  Those moments that change you just enough that you know you will never be the same.   Here are a few of those moments for me that God led me to share today.  And if you think and remember nothing else from this sacred weekend of life, remember that HE IS RISEN! HE IS ALIVE JUST AS HE SAID!

  • Nap time- now, stay with me here! For those parents who have small children, you know what a blessing and necessity nap time is!  I once said God created children with the need to nap for parents reprieve!
  • That first sleepy baby smile of the morning that makes me feel like I am the best mommy in the world
  • Watching my husband play with my kids and falling all over again
  • Little rubberband-wristed and dimpled 3 year old hands pulling me down to his size saying, "Mommy, I want to kiss you!"
  • Listening to my children pray- not only the prayer that I taught them to get them started, but the first time they say their own prayer all on their own while they are thanking God for every person they have ever know.  All the while, I am thanking God for letting me be their mommy!
  • The first time my first born, diva, girly-girl of a daughter hits a ball from a pitch rather than a tball stand, looks over her shoulder to make sure I'm watching and to hear, "Good job baby!" before she runs to first base!
  • Giving that kiss and squeeze good-bye while looking into their scared eyes on the first day of preschool
  • Teaching my daughter to cook like mothers and daughters have for generations in my family
  • Looking down at my hands to see my mom's, hoping and praying that they will be as strong and consistent as hers are
  • Taking pics of my littlest sister before she goes to prom- I mean, I potty-trained this girl and taught her how to shave! She's not old enough to go to prom, graduate, move away to college.....
  • Registering my oldest for kindergarten and watching her walk away for her assessment with confidence while other soon-to-be kindergartners are wailing, lying on the ground in fear
  • Watching my other sister get married to a Godly man and feeling that I may have played a little part in their happiness- she caught the bouquet and he caught the garter at my wedding years before they even started dating!
  • Being in the room with both of my grandparents when they passed away.  I was extremely young for the first, and 16 for the second, but the remembrance of the feeling of peace was so strong at both times
  • Listening to my son sing to Jesus in the car and not missing a note or word, knowing that my prayer to God while he was still in the womb for him to be a lover of music was answered
  • Seeing those 2 pink lines for the first time telling me my dreams to be a mommy were happening
  • My manager at work telling me that I can work part-time---closer to the goal of me being able to stay at home full time
  • The sound of the hospital doors closing behind us as we got to take Lissie home from her NICU stay after finding out just how close we both were to meeting HIM face to face
  • Being completely broken, on my face on the bedroom floor praying to God to take the pain away- and He did in the form of Gracey coming to join me face down too and praying to God, "to make her mommy feel better"
  • The feeling of peace knowing that today, when I asked my kids why we celebrate Easter in the midst of discussing dying eggs, my 3 year old and 5 year old babies showed me that they have already grasped a concept that many adults struggle with their entire lives---they both looked as me and said, "because JESUS IS ALIVE"  Out of the mouth of babes, right?
                                                                           AMEN!!!!
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