We celebrated John Derek's Birthday this past week. He has been so excited for it. He reminded us for at least two weeks how long we had until his birthday. We took him to Mellow Mushroom for dinner and then on to a toy store where he bought a Spinner. It has been fun to see him play on it.
John Derek is a good kid. He truly tries to do what is right. After we got his toy we picked Elizabeth up from the airport. John Derek and I dropped Daddy off at the counter and we parked the car. He was a perfect gentleman. Helped me pull into the parking spot, opened the door, and even pushed me in a wheelchair (It was fun he went as fast as he could go down this long stretch. I laughed and giggled it was fun to move so fast. When he came to the end he said, out of breath, "Mom, your heavy!") I am grateful to have him for my son.
Chapter 15: The Sacred Callings of Fathers and Mothers
"have those sweet spirits come into the home is worth practically any sacrifice."
Lately
I have felt that the reason I can't say: "I am so grateful for this
trial," or "children are the greatest gift," or "it was worth the
sacrifice," out "I wouldn't have done it any other way," is because I
have not lived long enough. I just don't understand. Just as my
teenagers don't understand why I want them to do things or why I am
expecting xyz, or why they should trust me because I have been there
before, I need to have faith and trust in my Father that what He is
asking of me and what trials are coming into my life really are for my
benefit. That I can't see it now because I am blinded by inexperience,
but some day I will understand and will come to be able to say those
phrases.
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