I was going through a box of old cards yesterday and I came upon this poem I used to keep on the fridge when my children were growing up. I don't know who the author is but I hope it will be a blessing to you moms out there, especially those of you who are raising your little ones. And for we grammies, it is lovely to contemplate too....
"Lord, give me a kitchen big enough
to preserve the innocence of youth in my children;
where the lessons of life are kept in storage
until they come of age.
Fill my kitchen with breakfast smells, noise, and laughter.
Color it yellow and make it warm like summer 12 months of the year.....
A place where frozen silences will melt like Popsicles in July.
Provide me with a thick cellulose sponge
to sop up the mistakes that are made
and give us all the courage to try again.
I need ample room to mold their characters
with tried and true recipes
found in Your Book of Life.
Yes, Lord, give an old-fashioned kitchen
with spider plants, kettles, and children,
the kind of kitchen where the work is never done." ~ Author unknown
Source from the Internet
"Children are a heritage from the Lord,
offspring a reward from Him.
Like arrows in the hands of a warrior
are children born in one's youth.
Blessed is the man
whose quiver is full of them." ~ Psalm 127:3-5
Hope you're all having a blessed weekend!
Sharing from my heart~ Sandi
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