Sunday, July 12, 2009
Count your blessings.
I watched the little faces that sat around me as I told them a story, and stopping for a second I realized how blessed I am with these 3 tiny lives, to teach them, to guide them, to tell them what is good and what is bad.
Today is the time for me to stop and realize that this is my chance to mold these children of mine, that one day it may be too late. Today they listen to what I have to say, today they ask me 'why this is like that', and 'why that is like this', tomorrow they may get friends who will turn them away from my teachings, tomorrow they may get a teacher who will teach them something different. Something, I may not agree with. But today is the day for me to lay down the ground work, to lay down the foundation on what their house will be build on. In the bible it says that some build with straw, some with wood, and some with rock. I worry that when my girls grow up and became teenagers, they would be tempted by this world and all its charms. My friends tell me stories about teenagers and what they are up to these days. It scares me.
By the grace God has given me, I laid a foundation as an expert builder, and someone else is building on it. But each one should be careful how he builds. For no one can lay any foundation other than the one already laid, which is Jesus Christ. If any man builds on this foundation using gold, silver, costly stones, wood, hay or straw, his work will be shown for what it is, because the Day will bring it to light. It will be revealed with fire, and the fire will test the quality of each man's work. If what he has built survives, he will receive his reward. If it is burned up, he will suffer loss; he himself will be saved, but only as one escaping through the flames. 1 Corinthians 3:10-15
Tonight we prayed as a family, my girls thanking Jesus for the sun, and the good weather, for mommy and daddy, and the little sister... its amazes me how much information they just soak up from us adults and do the same things. The things we say, the things we do, they copy and want to be like me. Scary, huh? They are my little blessings, and I am thankful to God for them.