Wednesday, February 25, 2009


One of my friends had this poem on her blog, and i just wanted to share it.... Alot of times i find myself at the end of the day wishing that i had spent more time with Ethan, Sounds silly because i am home with him all day, but actually spending time with him, like playing trucks with him and talking to him, instead of putting a movie on so i can do the laundry. I get wraped up in wanting my house to be perfectly clean! and alot of times ignoring Ethan to finish the chores. But does that stuff really matter? The floor is going to get dirty again, and the laundry is never going to go away, but i will never get this time with my children back! And at the end of the day, what really matters?

If I live in a house of spotless beauty with everything in its place, but have not Love, I am a housekeeper—not a homemaker.
If I have time for waxing, polishing, and decorative achievements, but have not Love, my children learn cleanliness—not godliness.
Love leaves the dust in search of a child’s laugh. Love smiles at the tiny fingerprints on a newly cleaned window. Love wipes away the tears before it wipes upthe spilled milk. Love picks up the child before it picks up the toys.
Love is present through the trials.Love reprimands, reproves, and is responsive.Love crawls with the baby, walks with the toddler, runs with the child, then stands aside to let the youth walk into adulthood.
Love is the key that opens salvation’s messageto a child’s heart.
Before I became a mother I took glory in my house of perfection. Now I glory in God’s perfection of my child. As a mother, there is much I must teach my child, but the greatest of all is Love.

Author Unknown

1 comment:

Alex and Jen Dewitt said...

This is awesome Rach~ I just might have to stick that on my blog! A good reminder, especially today! : ) I had so much I needed and wanted to get done, but I need to remember to step back and look at what's more important, a clean house or lovin on lenah! Thanks!