As parents we want to protect our children. I don’t like it when my son falls and hurts himself, the tears that I would so willingly avoid. Yet, there is part of me that wants Zach to know his limits so he can make a wise decision. Yes, my son is not yet two, I realise that this thinking can be fraught with danger but I do need to let him make some mistakes so that he can learn. I need to allow my son to get dirty, to explore, discover and then help him clean up afterwards. This may not be convenient for me, it will mean that I will have more washing but I need to consider what is more important. My son or housework…I think the answer is simple.
Having small children does take a lot of time and energy but what a privilege it is. A friend reminded me recently of this when we considered that there are many couples who are unable to have children. Life has changed significantly since my children came along. I am not free to come and go as I please but I am greeted with smiles, laughter and hugs from my children. These days have been ordained for me by God and I need His help and direction every day. As I cry out to my heavenly Father I know that He will see that I have no lack, He will provide all I need…not all that I want. He has blessed me with my husband and children but even more importantly, He has blessed me with the gift of His life. When you look towards Him who has created you and saved you, the things of this world pale in significance.
Ephesians 1:3, 7 Blessed be the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, who has blessed us with every spiritual blessing in the heavenly places in Christ…In Him we have redemption through His blood, the forgiveness of our trespasses, according to the riches of His grace which He lavished on us