|Airlie chose a pink donut with sprinkles at our first trip to the donut shop!|
Yes, I am a bit behind this month. Each and every 13th day of the month, we celebrate! We celebrate the addition of the most joyful child I have ever known to our home. However, this 13th, the kids didn't feel well. It was nothing major...just the occasional "crummies." All is well now, and my monthly post is better late than never! So we celebrate...
I am cah-razy, and I know it. People remind me all of the time. I get up at 3:00 in the morning. Yes, 3:00. From 3:00-3:30, I read my Bible. From 3:30-4:00, I walk the treadmill. Well, that is the plan at least. I do well sticking to my Bible reading. The treadmill? Well, let's just say that as I type this entry, it is 3:38. Sometimes I find myself doing other things from 3:30-4:00! This morning, my Bible reading was from Luke 10. I have read this passage 1,000 times before but have never thought about it from a parental perspective until today.
38 As Jesus and the disciples continued on their way to Jerusalem, they came to a certain village where a woman named Martha welcomed him into her home. 39 Her sister, Mary, sat at the Lord’s feet, listening to what he taught. 40 But Martha was distracted by the big dinner she was preparing. She came to Jesus and said, “Lord, doesn’t it seem unfair to you that my sister just sits here while I do all the work? Tell her to come and help me.”41 But the Lord said to her, “My dear Martha, you are worried and upset over all these details! 42 There is only one thing worth being concerned about. Mary has discovered it, and it will not be taken away from her.”
How often are we consumed with details?! The laundry...the dishes...getting to t-ball practice...sweeping up the fun dip that I foolishly let Little Kian have...scrubbing muddy little footprints up from the carpet...cleaning toothpaste off of the toilet (long story, see previous posts for the toothpaste explanation)...
Often, we find ourselves spinning our wheels and failing to LIVE the important moments of our lives. My prayer today is that I don't miss any of the important moments. God teaches me so much through my sweet babies. I savor my time with them, and I absolutely can't get home quick enough so that I can wrap my arms around them and tell them just how special they are to me.
Airlie's joy over the past eight months (and three days!) is a living lesson of what Jesus has taught me. He has taught me that the power of love, even from a stranger, heals a heart. Her little heart is overflowing with joy and it's precious to hear her sweet song at night. It's a song that is bad out of tune, but one that can never been taken from her. She sings it over and over...
"Jesus love-ed Airlie....Jesus love-ed Airlie...Jesus love-ed Airlie...Jesus love-ed Airlie...(and on and on and on...)"
|Yes, Jesus loves Airlie...even when she refuses to take off her nice pink sunglasses in church!|
|We spent my birthday at Veggie Tales Live with all five of my babies (including my sweet nephew and niece!).|
|Airlie dancing with the Veggie Tales|
|The Little Hot Cayenne Pepper "getting down!"|
All Blessings to You,
P.S. Maybe I will hit the treadmill tomorrow!