My Child is "That One Kid". You know the one that makes everyone want to quit volunteering for nursery. The One that makes people cringe when I show up at church because they know she's going to scream the entire time she is in the nursery or taken away from her Mother. I get defensive, and offended when I see people treating my daughter that way...especially when I find her stuck in the corner in a playpen crying in the nursery because they didn't know what else to do.
But who, when at home alone, gets annoyed and tired of carrying around a baby who doesn't want to be put down, who doesn't know how to keep herself entertained? Who wants to go and let them cry in their crib until they fall asleep. Yes that same mother. That same Mother who gets offended at church. That same mother who thinks the nursery workers should have all 6 infant/crawlers under control.
I just finished reading a blog dropped to my inbox titled "Not the Perfect Day". That's today, that's right now...As my crawler cries at my knees and has just finished pooping her diaper, and just needs to snuggle. I think of my brother who is serving alone in China, and my friend who is a single missionary in Romania, although working with fellow Christians, they are far from their family and normal comforts. I think of a dear lady in my church who just lost her husband a few days ago, who will never see him again on this earth or feel his comforting touch or hear his familiar voice.
I stop and take a few deep breathes, snuggle my baby and type with one hand. Thank you God for the life you have given me; It is a sweet life. I am reminded of how you sent your only Son to this foreign earth away from the perfection of heaven and asked him to die for a race who cared nothing for Him.
Yes, I have That One Kid, that one kid who loves her Mommy, who is attached to her like a right arm. A sweet baby girl who can't go a day without the love and comfort of her Mother. I should feel the same way about my Savior in heaven. I shouldn't be able to go a day without Him. I should be the one crying when I have not given enough time to be with Him. I should be "That One Kid".
Sarah
But who, when at home alone, gets annoyed and tired of carrying around a baby who doesn't want to be put down, who doesn't know how to keep herself entertained? Who wants to go and let them cry in their crib until they fall asleep. Yes that same mother. That same Mother who gets offended at church. That same mother who thinks the nursery workers should have all 6 infant/crawlers under control.
I stop and take a few deep breathes, snuggle my baby and type with one hand. Thank you God for the life you have given me; It is a sweet life. I am reminded of how you sent your only Son to this foreign earth away from the perfection of heaven and asked him to die for a race who cared nothing for Him.
Yes, I have That One Kid, that one kid who loves her Mommy, who is attached to her like a right arm. A sweet baby girl who can't go a day without the love and comfort of her Mother. I should feel the same way about my Savior in heaven. I shouldn't be able to go a day without Him. I should be the one crying when I have not given enough time to be with Him. I should be "That One Kid".
Sarah
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