This past six weeks that have flown by with no word on my blog have been pleasant and happy. I haven't written because Daniel and I haven't had conflicts now that we are working in tandem as a team in the mornings. We started waking before the children and it has been such a blessing to let some of the sleepiness dissipate before the demands of the children begin. I feel as if we are walking right with God and each other and my mind cleared from the fog of "me! Me! Me!"
As a pleasant side effect, Daniel is happy for whenever God chooses to bless us again although we aren't actively trying (rather, we are half heartedly attempting to delay our third blessing.)
Though children are hard work, they teach me something truly wonderful. God has such a special design for life in that we enter the world full of wonder and trust. Then, we learn more and more about life and people and evil and become burdened with all this world so that we lose some of that wonder and most of that trust (wouldn't want to hurt ourselves would we?). Just when the darkness of this world threatens to overcome the light, we have children and through them God reminds us and reteaches us every single day what a wonderful way he made the world.
Children don't know the evil. They only know the good. They are greeted with kindness and sweets and adoration. Houston and Hudson are confused when other children are mean to them as if this isn't how it should be.
And they are right. This isn't how it should be. God made all of His creation perfect and right and beautiful. It's just us fallen people who messed everything up. But, for a few short years we can shield them and let them see the world how He intended it. And through them I can be awestruck by the simple once again.
The texture of paint as they smear it all over the paper and themselves (Hudson).
The huge inflatable swimming pool that becomes the neighborhood attraction twice a week.
The joys of cooking with mommy.
The illustrations in children's books.
I love to see life though their eyes.
