What a precious time. I am up in the wee hours of the morning, lying in bed with this sweet swaddled baby beside me. Nothing is more amazing than having a child. Each child I have had, I have been amazed with the whole experience. I lay here listening to the gentle hum of the a/c, yes in Nov, my baby swaddled closely to me on my chest, and my husband's deep breathing a few feet away and feel a deep, deep peace. I am savoring this moment and so thankful to have it...God is good, far more than I deserve. Please pray that He guides us in raising His child he has given us and that Owen never remembers a day when he did not know or love our Savior.
"We want our children to be so compelled by the real Jesus that they are willing to stand with Him, giving their lives to His revolution, not in order to be religious but because there is simply no more exhilarating way to live. We want our kids to see us as revolutionaries who subvert the dominant belief systems of the world, not out of religious obligation but in wholehearted response to the person of Jesus.” {Mike Erre}
Friday, November 07, 2008
Tender moments.
What a precious time. I am up in the wee hours of the morning, lying in bed with this sweet swaddled baby beside me. Nothing is more amazing than having a child. Each child I have had, I have been amazed with the whole experience. I lay here listening to the gentle hum of the a/c, yes in Nov, my baby swaddled closely to me on my chest, and my husband's deep breathing a few feet away and feel a deep, deep peace. I am savoring this moment and so thankful to have it...God is good, far more than I deserve. Please pray that He guides us in raising His child he has given us and that Owen never remembers a day when he did not know or love our Savior.