I’m thankful for my kids: my son and my daughter (and my six grandkids, birthed by my daughter).
They were so cute and precocious when they were little. When our son was a toddler we lived in a mobile home in Chincoteague, Virginia. The mobile home was carpeted except for the kitchen. It was linoleum. One day when Sherman had just realized he could run, he went to the doorway of the back bedroom and ran as fast as his little legs would go, all the way to the kitchen. But when he got to the linoleum floor his feet slid out from under him. Wham! He hit the cabinets and fell on his bottom. He looked around to gauge my reaction. I laughed and he did too.
Our daughter was born in Germany. I loved our apartment on the base. It was huge (kitchen was tiny): spacious living room with dining room off to the side between the kitchen and master bedroom, a maid’s closet which we used for our little girl’s bedroom, nice bathroom and smaller bedroom. We were on the second floor of a three-story building in Katterbach.
When Tammy started crawling I had to put her in the playpen when I cleaned so she wouldn’t mess up what I had just done. But, oh, how she hated for me to leave the room she was in to clean another. No matter how many toys I gave her to play with, or what music I would play, she would cry and carry on as if a dear pet had died.
Now they are both grown and living about ten hours away (by car). But they call us frequently and on birthdays and Mother’s and Father’s Day we get special recognition from them. They often tell us how glad they are to have us as parents. That’s what parenting is all about: raising them in the nurture and admonition of the Lord so they will grow up to appreciate their God, their parents, and recognize that every good and perfect gift comes from God.
By the way, God never promised that every day would be filled with sunshine and warmth. He never promised that every day would be a good day. What He did promise was that He would never leave us, or forsake us, that He would see us through every trial, laugh with us, cry with us, and surround us with His grace, comfort and mercy, if we would but trust in Him with all of our heart, and lean not on our own understanding. Proverbs 3:1-6.