Sunday, May 10, 2009

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 deorative acheivements, but have not love, my children learn of 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 tears before it wipes up the 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.

As a parent there is much I must teach my child, but the greatest of all is LOVE!!!

1 comment:

  1. those two poems were just for me. i have tears streaming down my face. i think you made this blog just for me because the things you put up always perfectly coincide with my life.

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