BROWN PAPER BAG

Sometimes Crying is good for cleansing of the heart. Be it a touching movie, uncontrollable laughter, happiness, heartache, or a song that just touches your soul! Whatever it may be, I believe it's good for the heart, good for the soul to cry.

I had picked up some hours at work, I haven't work in many months, so I thought this would be a nice day to work, and my husband had the day off so Why not!


I let the kids stay up a little later than usual, while I finished a movie in my room. I heard them moving about, and was a little bothered by it, after all they were suppose to be finishing up a movie. 


After my movie was over, I went to get them in bed, but they begged to stay up to finish their movie. I obliged. I walked into the kitchen, and opened my fridge, and saw a brown paper bag. The bag was covered in green marker, it said things like, Love Toria, For Momma, MO! For Mama, Chris. 

I asked what it was and the kids came to me and said they wanted to make me lunch, so they did. I smiled and thanked them with a hug.

 As I walked down my hallway to my bedroom, I stood in the dark for a few moments, and began to think. My children were so thoughtful, they decided to make momma lunch. All that moving about they were doing was for me. The tears began flooding my eyes, I began sobbing quietly, walking around in my dark room. They loved me so so so much. After everything we go through, after all the lessons, all the lectures, all the punishments, all the disagreements, all the stern voices..... they still loved me so much! 


I couldn't hold it back anymore, with me trying to catch my breath, nose runny, tears flowing, I ran back to the living room. My kiddos looked startled and asked me what was wrong. I couldn't talk, I couldn't even get out the words to say how much that brown paper bag meant to me, what it did to my spirit. 


I finally was able to speak a few words, "I'm just so thankful ......what you did, I just......I just...... love you guys so much and......and I want you to know how much that means to me." I blubbered.


I could tell the kids were getting emotional too, they hid their faces from me and I bunched them together and gave them a huge hug and kiss.


When the kids were in elementary school and took a field trip, I would always, brown paper bag a lunch for them. I always drew a big heart on the bag and wrote "Love Momma". 


When I saw they still remembered that and did it for me, it touched my heart so.


The way we treat our children will be a direct reflection of how they will grow. Love your babies, speak life over them. Even if you don't have a good relationship with them now, still pray over them, bless where they sleep, show them how to reverence the Lord our God. 

God

 I just pray for all those mothers reading this, I pray for wisdom, calmness, and joy. Although the time we spend with our children while their young can sometimes drain any mother, I ask that you restore us, restore our strength. Let us remember Lord that the children we love and raise, are YOUR children. Your amazing gift to us. I pray that we treasure every moment you allow us to have with our babies. I ask all this in JESUS' MIGHTY NAME! Amen

God Bless Family!



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