Friday, April 24, 2009
The moments that matter
Therefore, as God's chosen people, holy and dearly loved, clothe yourselves with compassion, kindness, humility, gentleness and patience. Bear with each other and forgive one another if any of you has a grievance against someone. Forgive as the Lord forgave you. And over all these virtues put on love, which binds them all together in perfect unity.
Let the peace of Christ rule in your hearts, since as members of one body you were called to peace. And be thankful. Let the message of Christ dwell among you richly as you teach and admonish one another with all wisdom through psalms, hymns and songs from the Spirit, singing to God with gratitude in your hearts. And whatever you do, whether in word or deed, do it all in the name of the Lord Jesus, giving thanks to God the Father through him.
It's been a crazy hectic Friday around here today. Just life happening.
Joseph fell down the steps into the garage and scraped his ankle pretty bad. Bethany stepped on a sharp laundry basket and cut her toe. Jenna had to be retrieved numerous times, during these moments of chaos and others, from the steps. Funny that I thought I'd gotten used to all these steps after 3 years. Today it dawned on me that, 3 years ago Joseph was a step climbing fool. Once again I have a passionate hate for them. I see a coloration!
The weather was so nice this morning that I planned to have the kids a tea party with this chocolate thorn in my flesh. After noon, I realized we had to have tea party as I'd promised, so I hurriedly tried to get the show on the road, because all I really wanted was to put my accident prone children to nap. By that time, the weather was really windy, so we had our fun indoors.
I wish I could say, it was as happy and great as these pictures make it appear. Let me tell ya, there was drama, crying, crumbs galore and a big enough mess to have fed the royal family themselves.
This is what I love about blogging, I can have one crazy, headache of a day, filled with bad attitudes, a messy house, a teething, crying baby and my patience can be exhausted...
...but when I go to vent out my irritation and aggravation, I see the good. I love that all that remains are the memories we made and I realize, that what really matters was there.
These pictures look past all the mess, they don't tell the nagging demands, or the screaming fit, they show my children's happiness, and their love for one another.