While rocking Son in our Big Blue Chair this afternoon after church, my eye followed a single ray of sunlight from the crack between the curtain all the way to the speckled carpet on the floor. I felt the overwhelming perfection of that one sweet moment.
The house was still and quiet and rocking with my son felt as if we were in slow motion. I could hear the distance laughs and shouts from the Daughters playing "Rocks-Paper-Scissors (and Lava)" outside on the trampoline and the squeaks, grunts, and swallows from my sweet babe in my arms. I looked down at his plump cheeks and his glass-blue eyes. While I held my arms strong around his squishy, irresistible body the words came to my mind -
This is my Son.
I have a Son.
What an incredible blessing.The gratitude I felt for my son, my three sweet daughters, and my loving husband was strong, tangible, as if I could grab it and hold on. I filled my heart with silent prayers of gratitude, and then held my kiss on Son's cheek a little bit longer before wrapping him up and laying him in his crib. The moment was perfect. A sweet, tender gift from Heavenly Father reminding me of His love.
This is my Son.
I have a Son.
What an incredible blessing.The gratitude I felt for my son, my three sweet daughters, and my loving husband was strong, tangible, as if I could grab it and hold on. I filled my heart with silent prayers of gratitude, and then held my kiss on Son's cheek a little bit longer before wrapping him up and laying him in his crib. The moment was perfect. A sweet, tender gift from Heavenly Father reminding me of His love.
There really are not enough adverbs and adjectives to emphasize and express the love and gratitude I felt in that moment.
I am so incredibly grateful.
3 comments:
So beautifully put. I love you. ps... left some otterpops on your porch. ;)
Sweet!
So good to hear your thoughts and what you're doing!Aaron just saw this picture and said "Oh he's so cute!" He really is :)
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