Over the past few weeks, I've enjoyed spending time with my daughter and son one on one.
This past weekend I was blessed with an amazing opportunity to spend time with the "baby girl". Of course she is grown, married to a wonderful man, and has children of her own, but she will always be "my baby girl".
I was able to spend a couple of hours with her in her studio watching her as she turned a piece of clay into a beautiful vase, complete with all the little flowers, and delicate letters. Seeing how concerned she was over how each little stamp was placed in just the right spot and how the clay had to fit together in all the right places. Then how each piece had to be placed in the kiln so carefully as not to touch each other. Later, what came out of that kiln was magnificent! Of course I am particularly fond of each piece she makes, and can't bear the thought that she might throw something out because of a slight flaw...I am afraid that I have become the potter collector.. and I love every piece and will find just the right spot for every one. How blessed I am to have such a creative offspring. I love spending time with her, and she inspires me so much. I think about it all the way home after a visit..I can do this, and I can do that! of course not all of my ideas materialize, but it is so wonderful to see what can be done and be exposed that that kind of inspiration and desire to be all that you can be, and have an encourager like her in my life!
Then there is the baby boy! of course he is also grown, has a wonderful wife and children of his own. And he will always be my baby boy.
A few weeks ago, I had the opportunity to go to Sabbath School with him and his family. He, his daughter, his 3 year old son and I attended one class and his wife and 2 other children attended a different class. While we were there, I saw a side of my son that I had not seen before. What a blessing to see how he interacted with the children and participated in their little songs and activities they did. He encouraged them along and with them sang and clapped his hands right along with them, and it was wonderful to see him smile and laugh with them, to get down on their level to praise God and worship with them. I wonder at the wonder of it all.
I pray that as my children grow older, and watch their offspring grow up as I have done with them, they will understand why I love them so much, and desire all the blessings that God has in store for them to come to fruition.
"when I wake up in the morning, see I made it through the night, I listen for my family, sure enought they're alright. As we gather round the table, bow our heads in thankfulness, with tear filled eyes, my heart cries Still Blessed. "
Monday, December 14, 2009
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