Thursday, May 21, 2009
1 Corinthians 13 for Mums
I can read till the cow jumps over the moon and sing 'Ten
little monkeys' until I want to call the doctor...but if I don't have love,
I'm as annoying as a ringing phone.
I can chase a naked toddler through the house while cooking dinner and
listening to voice mail. I can fix the best cookies and Kool-Aid in the
neighbourhood and I can tell a sick child's temperature with one touch of my
finger....but if I don't have love, I am nothing.
Love is patient while watching and praying by the front window when it's 30
minutes past curfew.
Love is kind when my teen says, "I hate you!"
Love does not envy the neighbours' swimming pool or their brand-new mini
van, but trusts the Lord to provide every need.
Love does not brag when other parents share their disappointments and
insecurities, and love rejoices when other families succeed.
Love doesn't boast, even when I've multi-tasked all day long and my husband
can't do more than one thing at a time.
Love is not rude when my spouse innocently asks, "What have you done today?"
Love does not immediately seek after glory when we see talent in our
children, but encourages them to get training and make wise choices.
Love is not easily angered, even when my 15 year-old acts like the world
revolves around her.
Love does not delight in evil (is not self-righteous) when I remind my 17
year-old that he's going 83 in a 55kph zone, but rejoices in the truth.
Love does not give up hope.
Love always protects our children's self-esteem and spirit, even while
doling out discipline.
Love always trusts God to protect our children when we cannot.
Love always perseveres, through blue nail polish, burps and other bodily
functions, rolled eyes and crossed arms, messy rooms and sleepovers.
Love never fails.
But where there are memories of thousands of diaper changes and painful
labour, they will fade away.
Where there is talking back, it will (eventually) cease.
Where there is a teenager who thinks she knows everything, there will one
day be an adult who knows you did your best.
For we know we fail our children, and we pray they don't end up in therapy,
but when we get to heaven, our imperfect parenting will disappear.
When we were children, we needed a parent to love and protect us.
Now that we're parents ourselves, we have a heavenly Father who adores,
shelters us and holds us when we need to cry.
And now these three remain: faith, hope, and love.
But the greatest of these *is* love!!
- Author Unknown.