How many times a day do you hear yourself say, "Just a minute!" I say it to my children a whole lot and sometimes that "just a minute" turns into never.
Nash found a thimble a few weeks ago. He thought it was the cutest thing ever. He didn't know what it was for and I explained to him that it was for sewing. Since then he had been begging me to teach him how to sew. I kept saying, "Just a minute" or "Maybe tomorrow." In the midst of all of this I heard some unsettling news about an amazing YOUNG woman I go to church with. She is just 26 with two small children. It was discovered that she had kidney cancer, but it had spread to her lungs. She needs a miracle and her faith is helping her believe that she is going to get one. I pray that she does because if anyone in this world is deserving of a miracle it is her. She is an inspiration to all of us. It was soon after I heard this news that Nash approached me with yet another request that I teach him to sew. Why not? What was I really doing at that moment that could potentially become a memory for me or my child? The dishes, vacuuming, Facebook? None of those things were important and because of my new shining example I have been reminded of that simple truth once again. It seems like I frequently need these little reminders to get my priorities straight. Maybe someday I will figure it out. By the way, if you get a chance, please say a little prayer for Brennan and her family. And maybe say yes, when your baby says, "Please mom?"
Nash found a thimble a few weeks ago. He thought it was the cutest thing ever. He didn't know what it was for and I explained to him that it was for sewing. Since then he had been begging me to teach him how to sew. I kept saying, "Just a minute" or "Maybe tomorrow." In the midst of all of this I heard some unsettling news about an amazing YOUNG woman I go to church with. She is just 26 with two small children. It was discovered that she had kidney cancer, but it had spread to her lungs. She needs a miracle and her faith is helping her believe that she is going to get one. I pray that she does because if anyone in this world is deserving of a miracle it is her. She is an inspiration to all of us. It was soon after I heard this news that Nash approached me with yet another request that I teach him to sew. Why not? What was I really doing at that moment that could potentially become a memory for me or my child? The dishes, vacuuming, Facebook? None of those things were important and because of my new shining example I have been reminded of that simple truth once again. It seems like I frequently need these little reminders to get my priorities straight. Maybe someday I will figure it out. By the way, if you get a chance, please say a little prayer for Brennan and her family. And maybe say yes, when your baby says, "Please mom?"
