Clearing Webs

Perfect Moments

First, I finally received my husband Sunday evening. Happiness.

Second, being the mom of three boys born in three years, the oldest now being four and a half is a lot of work. God's constantly growing my patience and perseverance. It's constant. A lot of times I find myself begging God for patience and for strength. I think about all the things I'm not getting done, wonder where I'm failing them and what huge spiritual gaps they'll have b/c of me. All parents entertain these thoughts occasionally. And occasionally these little perfect moments peak through. These moments when God's grace is so perfectly clear to you. His love for your kids and His perfect hand in their lives reigns peace, knowing you're not powerful enough to mess with God's grace and mercy. He turns evil into good and mistakes into strengths.

It's been snowing most of the day here. We bundled up and returned some stuff to the library, picking up even more books and a coveted video. On the way home I was listening to a quiet newscast and realized I was having one of those perfect moments. Each of the three boys had a book (two Beverly Cleary mouse books and a silly floppy-eared dog book) and was reading quietly as we drove through the snow. Gid was reading the story, Isaac was pointing out letters and making their sounds and Phin was pointing, "A, B, A, B, A, B dog!" Isn't this how God wants us? Enjoying where we are, who we are, delighting in His image in us? Each of those boys was performing exactly where he is in his growth. Not straining to be where one of the others is but enjoying who he is right now and the gift that is. Not only so, but - heck! - there was no arguing, whining or discontent in our vehicle for fifteen whole minutes!