I am so very thankful for these crazy kids. They are loud and messy and precious and amazing all at once. Sometimes I just have to take a breath and thank God for such blessing. More and more, our culture drops subtle (and sometimes not so subtle) hints here and there, implying that children are nothing more than inconvenience, but the truth is that the inconvenience that children bring and the service they require does well to teach us a thing or two.It is a blessing and a high calling to raise children.
As for me, I'm forever grateful for the blessing and dependently prayerful for the challenge.
"Children born to a young man are like arrows in a warrior's hands. How joyful is the man whose quiver is full of them! He will not be put to shame when he confronts his accusers at the city gates." Psalm 127:4-5 (NLT)
3 comments:
So the crib is in the attic and not on the curb. Hmmm. And you are blogging about the blessings of children. Hmmmm.
I love Asher's expression here! A high calling indeed that finds you well equipped. AS
Ditto on Asher's expression!
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