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This is the little man that greets me quite regularly in my upstairs bathroom. I am constantly clearing the bathroom of stray pieces of Lego. I was about to express a huff of frustration about it the other day when it hit me “one day there won’t be Lego to clear away” and although I won’t miss the extra cleaning I will miss…….
The belly laughs of a child.
The warm hugs and cuddles of one who loves you in spite of all your faults. In fact, they don’t even seem to notice your faults.
The look of pride on their faces as they learn a new concept, or are entrusted with a new responsibility.
The sound of siblings playing together and getting along. (but perhaps not those of them NOT getting along)
These thoughts made me a bit less frustrated when the main entrance to my dining room becomes blocked by a child all spread out with her paper and felts. Sure there are more out-of-the-way places to draw but that day I decided to not remind her of that. Nope, that day I decided……….
To let her dream.
To let her create that dream on paper.
To let her share that dream on paper.
To let her share that dream on paper with me.
To let her share that dream on paper with me without distraction.
The stories I learned, of events that I thought were simple, that she holds as special memories touched my heart.
Dear Lord, help me to remember, that even the simple build memories. That childhood doesn’t last forever, and that these three gifts you have given me should be cherished and enjoyed each day.
Children are a gift from the LORD; they are a reward from him. Psalm 127:3
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After tripping over toys day after day, this can be difficult to remember. Thanks for the reminder!