Before Jarin left to school, I hugged him every chance I could. I sat with him and we colored Christmas pictures. Those dishes and the messes can wait. But how do I really know that my babies will come home to me every day? I don't.
I just sent Jarin out the door to catch the bus. I watched him for every second I could as he turned the corner out of sight. It was a lot harder for me than I expected it would be to let him go to school today. I wasn't here when Brayden and Emilie walked out the door. Maybe that was a good thing, because sending three out the door with my emotions so close to the surface, may have been too much today!
I am sure that as time goes on, that these emotions that are so near the surface right now, will become buried in the hustle and bustle of life again. But I hope that at least a part of it will stay on the surface for many years to come. On those days of frustration and fatigue with the day to day events of raising children, I hope that I will not forget the feelings I feel now of loving them a little deeper, and taking the time to hold them a little tighter for a little longer.
I look at the piles of unwrapped gifts I have bought for our family this year. Things that I thought were "needs", some "wants". But now when I look at it, it's all just "stuff". All we really need is each other and our faith in God and Jesus Christ.
I read this poem on facebook, and really liked it. I am so grateful for my knowledge of my Savior and that death isn't the end, it is just a new chapter in our journey.
twas' 11 days before Christmas, around 9:38
when 20 beautiful children stormed through heaven's gate.
their smiles were contagious, their laughter filled the air.
they could hardly believe all the beauty they saw there.
they were filled wit
h such joy, they didn't know what to say.
they remembered nothing of what had happened earlier that day.
"where are we?" asked a little girl, as quiet as a mouse.
"this is heaven." declared a small boy. "we're spending Christmas at God's house."
when what to their wondering eyes did appear,
but Jesus, their savior, the children gathered near.
He looked at them and smiled, and they smiled just the same.
then He opened His arms and He called them by name.
and in that moment was joy, that only heaven can bring
those children all flew into the arms of their King
and as they lingered in the warmth of His embrace,
one small girl turned and looked at Jesus' face.
and as if He could read all the questions she had
He gently whispered to her, "I'll take care of mom and dad."
then He looked down on earth, the world far below
He saw all of the hurt, the sorrow, and woe
then He closed His eyes and He outstretched His hand,
"Let My power and presence re-enter this land!"
"may this country be delivered from the hands of fools"
"I'm taking back my nation. I'm taking back my schools!"
then He and the children stood up without a sound.
"come now my children, let me show you around."
excitement filled the space, some skipped and some ran.
all displaying enthusiasm that only a small child can.
and i heard Him proclaim as He walked out of sight,
"in the midst of this darkness, I AM STILL THE LIGHT."
Written by Cameo Smith, Mt. Wolf, PA
they remembered nothing of what had happened earlier that day.
"where are we?" asked a little girl, as quiet as a mouse.
"this is heaven." declared a small boy. "we're spending Christmas at God's house."
when what to their wondering eyes did appear,
but Jesus, their savior, the children gathered near.
He looked at them and smiled, and they smiled just the same.
then He opened His arms and He called them by name.
and in that moment was joy, that only heaven can bring
those children all flew into the arms of their King
and as they lingered in the warmth of His embrace,
one small girl turned and looked at Jesus' face.
and as if He could read all the questions she had
He gently whispered to her, "I'll take care of mom and dad."
then He looked down on earth, the world far below
He saw all of the hurt, the sorrow, and woe
then He closed His eyes and He outstretched His hand,
"Let My power and presence re-enter this land!"
"may this country be delivered from the hands of fools"
"I'm taking back my nation. I'm taking back my schools!"
then He and the children stood up without a sound.
"come now my children, let me show you around."
excitement filled the space, some skipped and some ran.
all displaying enthusiasm that only a small child can.
and i heard Him proclaim as He walked out of sight,
"in the midst of this darkness, I AM STILL THE LIGHT."
Written by Cameo Smith, Mt. Wolf, PA
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