Wednesday, April 30, 2014
Filling the inbox
You are sitting next to me right now and are 4 years old. Your thumb is
in your mouth as you wait patiently for me to be done. It has been
rainy and cold the last few days, but my heart is warm. Leif you bring
me so much joy. I don't know what God has in store for you, but it is
something wonderful. There is so much vitality and love in you. You
are a lover of people, your gaze draws people in. You have no fear and
though at times it may make my heart skip a beat I hope you never loose
it. A life lived in fear is not a real life, only a shadow of the
possibilities. It is true that we have had a rough week. Your campaign
against all things green continues and I have Increased my expectations for
you. But know this. Even as I take you and lead you out of potluck by
the hand screaming, I love you. Even as you refuse to put on your
boots, I love you. As you stand crying at the bottom of the stairs not
wanting to go to bed, I love you. As you refuse to use the bathroom, I
love you. As you refuse your pajamas, I love you. And as we snuggle in
bed, asking forgiveness of each other, I love you. You have my heart
little one in a fierce hold and I will never be free of it. I thank God
that I will never be free of it. Because in case you didn't
know.......... I love you.
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