what my children taught me about God
This subject over at EverydayMommy's place got me to thinking-- and I decided to write. I'm not an elloquent writer, and I am not writing specifically for the contest, but simply because this subject gave me pause.
What My Children Taught Me About God
My first gut reaction is that my children taught me about God, simply by being born. Such a miracle just couldn't exist without God's hand. Every aspect of being born is a perfect medley in perfect harmony, and could not be achieved "by accident".
Watching a child discover God's creations for the first time, ALWAYS makes me ponder God's tenderness. I realize how often I overlook a dandelion's beauty, when it has turned to seed, and rides the tender breeze of my child's breath. I feel their joy, hearing their squeals of sheer delight, at the gentle movement of a lone butterfly, alighting on flower after flower, amazed at the tiny creation God made.
As each child graduates to a new time in their life, I graduate, too, to a greater understanding of how God feels about me. Disappointed in my mistakes, anguished at my rebellion, but in the end, still there for me...still loves me fiercely... all I need to do is reach out. It is the same thing I feel for my kids. I think I underestimated God's capacity to love and forgive me.... until I had my own kids. I never realized how much someone could love me... until I realized how much I loved them...and would do anything to help them stay on the right path.
I've learned that being obedient to God is what ultimately sets me free, by watching my own kids learn the value and blessings of obedience. Realizing that by being obedient to the path God set for me, keeps me from doing things the hard way.. the painful way.. the tearful way. It's all I ever want for my children. Less pain. Less tears. More happiness. As a teen, all I ever thought was that my parents were trying to "control me". I ache to know now that all they wanted for me was the best... just as God does.
I've learned that having faith in God, is simple really. As I watched my son at 3 years old, pray to God as though he were talking to his best friend... I was humbled at the simple faith he had that God would answer his prayers. When the prayers were answered, he blew kisses towards heaven, saying "Thank you, Man. Mmm. I love you." What simply beautiful faith.
I thank God everyday for these 5 precious spirits that are loaned to me for such a short time, because without them, I would have no comprehension of what the love of God truly is.
In reality, this title should be "What My Children TEACH Me About God", as I am always learning something through their eyes, every. single. day.
What My Children Taught Me About God
My first gut reaction is that my children taught me about God, simply by being born. Such a miracle just couldn't exist without God's hand. Every aspect of being born is a perfect medley in perfect harmony, and could not be achieved "by accident".
Watching a child discover God's creations for the first time, ALWAYS makes me ponder God's tenderness. I realize how often I overlook a dandelion's beauty, when it has turned to seed, and rides the tender breeze of my child's breath. I feel their joy, hearing their squeals of sheer delight, at the gentle movement of a lone butterfly, alighting on flower after flower, amazed at the tiny creation God made.
As each child graduates to a new time in their life, I graduate, too, to a greater understanding of how God feels about me. Disappointed in my mistakes, anguished at my rebellion, but in the end, still there for me...still loves me fiercely... all I need to do is reach out. It is the same thing I feel for my kids. I think I underestimated God's capacity to love and forgive me.... until I had my own kids. I never realized how much someone could love me... until I realized how much I loved them...and would do anything to help them stay on the right path.
I've learned that being obedient to God is what ultimately sets me free, by watching my own kids learn the value and blessings of obedience. Realizing that by being obedient to the path God set for me, keeps me from doing things the hard way.. the painful way.. the tearful way. It's all I ever want for my children. Less pain. Less tears. More happiness. As a teen, all I ever thought was that my parents were trying to "control me". I ache to know now that all they wanted for me was the best... just as God does.
I've learned that having faith in God, is simple really. As I watched my son at 3 years old, pray to God as though he were talking to his best friend... I was humbled at the simple faith he had that God would answer his prayers. When the prayers were answered, he blew kisses towards heaven, saying "Thank you, Man. Mmm. I love you." What simply beautiful faith.
I thank God everyday for these 5 precious spirits that are loaned to me for such a short time, because without them, I would have no comprehension of what the love of God truly is.
In reality, this title should be "What My Children TEACH Me About God", as I am always learning something through their eyes, every. single. day.
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