"The only thing worth stealing is a kiss from a sleeping child" said Joe Houldsworth. It is the time when all the corruptions of humanity rests, leaving behind that small, vulnerable, gift from God.
It has been a very long day... a day of crying, screaming, fighting, no naps (but very much needed!), breaking, and impatience. Not the best of days for any of us. And so it is to my children's bedroom that I creep for one last look before I sleep. I go, as though to a church, to make my own confessions to those sleeping angels. Asking forgiveness and promising that I will be more patient and loving and Christlike. A better mother. And thanking God with all of my heart for the wonderfully horrible day that I could have with my two children.
3 comments:
Amen....it seems to be a common prayer in MY heart too!
Thanks for your great perspective on having the opportunity to have those awful days. Hope your Christmas season is wonderful!
Chris, you are such a good mom!
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