Sunday, March 9, 2008

fruity goodness


I found this strawberry in my little crate of Meijer strawberries. I had to document its existence on film. Well, digitally anyway.

I don't think I could ever grasp even the slightest fragment of how much God loves me. I think I get it, and then He shows me that I have no idea. I was scolding Oliver the other day. He looked at me from his crib and I knew that he wasn't really getting the point. And I was just hurting his feelings. So, I took him and sat and rocked him. I began singing... " I love you Lord and I lift my voice to worship you, Oh my soul, rejoice. Take joy my King, in what you hear, let it be a sweet sweet sound in your ear." As I sat crying, singing, rocking, and worshipping. I realized that Oliver was worshipping with me. There we were, and it was so simple and yet so revolutionary. God spoke to my heart. He tries to scold us into doing what we know to do, and we just aren't getting it... He holds us. And rocks us. And wipes our tears. Until we have calmed down enough to listen.


Sometimes, when I am playing with the boys, I want to just squeeze the dickens out of them. I just love them too much. I always say to them, "Don't you know, I love you so!"

My amazing spouse... I tell him, I just want to unzip his chest and crawl inside where I can be close to him. I just don't think I can ever get close enough.


JanaBanana said...

:) He truley is amazing! Our kids can sure push buttons cant they! But its in those silent moments that we really "get it"
Have a good week!

Lisa said...

i have had that happen before isnt it grand........a little love in a bunch of berries.
Puts a smile on your face.
I too lately have been realizing in my unruly moments as a parent to take time out and get a grip and spend time with the child loving them.
Lifes lessons are so sweet sometimes.

Sam's Family said...

I've been told that children are for our sanctification...I must've needed lots of sanctifying because He gave me five :-)
We are dealing with some pretty serious health issues with my husband...I can relate to wanting to climb inside...other times I just want to be a nice warm blanket to cover him :-)