With my dad's passing came so much emotion, tears, and quite honestly at times a sense of despair. I know that he is with the Lord. I believe this with every fiber of my being--but I still feel alone, hurt, and uncertain.
This is where my kids come in. I know that God has given them to me to raise up according to His purpose. I also know that He gave them to me to give me purpose, too. I used to not want to be defined by my role as a mother. However, we are defined by who we are in Christ, and my children are God's greatest gift to me. So I am proud to be a mom and am honored that God chose me to guide these two precious little ones through life.
And these two have given me so much joy--especially these past two weeks. They have helped me in the grieving process. Jacob asks me why I'm crying, I say, "I miss Papa". He says, "I miss Papa, too, Mommy." Then he asks if I want to go play in the playroom. His ability to continue on and find joy in the little things has helped me so much and I praise God for this wonderful little guy.
So here is one of those moments that helped me through the day. We were at the dinner table and Brad thought it would be fun to put olives on Jacob's fingers. Then Jacob proceeded to eat the olive--which he hated. So we gave it to Abby. That little girl will eat anything. I love this series of pictures--hope you enjoy them, too!
2 comments:
Megan, what a great post. I, too, was just thinking about some of these same things--that children are a gift from the Lord and that their innocence helps us keep things in perspective. I love the olive pictures. They certainly tell the story!
i was just thinking of you today, i had a rough day, and was wondering how your dad was. you have a good perspective, its hard to mix the pain with the wonderfully thankful moments,it makes life feel like a roller coaster. But i guess it is... i will be thinking of you.
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