I love to tiptoe into the darkened bedrooms to plant kisses on the cheeks and foreheads of my sleeping children. They always appear so angelic and any frustrations from earlier seem to melt away. Last evening I stared a little longer at Colson's face, barely illuminated by the hallway light. With Kylee starting school, he has really matured and I have loved seeing the little man he is becoming. He may be only 3, but he is one focused, determined, responsible and tenderhearted little boy!
As I sat on his bed and stroked his hair, recent memories of my little boy filled my mind...
How many mornings he has come into our bedroom, fully dressed, announcing proudly that his bed is already made... how excited he gets when he discovers an empty toilet paper roll, because he loves to gather the TP and fill the roll... how seriously he takes his Cubbies, working so hard on his verses and making sure he receives all the stickers, signatures and patches that he earned... how much he desires to "let Jesus win" the battle for his heart when he chooses to obey and love his brother rather than disobey and fight... how he runs to the baby's side whenever he wimpers... how his heart is drawn towards Africa and hurts for all the poor and sick children there... how he asked if God might have forgotten about Africa... how determined he is to be a missionary pilot and fly food, toys, clothes and money to the kids there when he grows up... how so many times he chooses to put his brother and sister's needs above his own.
My sweet boy. We've certainly had our hard times in raising our sensitive Cole, but lately he has shown maturity and has given me so many reasons to thank God for making him my little, tender hearted boy. We are blessed!
2 comments:
We, too, are blessed. Thanks for sharing, Terra Noel. Papa B.
He is a special boy. And he will be a special man also. Just like his Dad. And his Grandpas.
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