I'm sitting here listening to the kids running around sqealing upstairs as daddy try's to get the tucked in to bed...poor guy...and think of how blessed I am! Some days I feel like I'm going crazy with all the screaming and squealing and running around and crazyness that a house with children brings. I long for some peace and quiet...just some silence...it's nice, but only for a little while. I don't know what I will do when they grow up and move out...you get used to their noise...and it get's lonely sometimes when it is quiet for too long.
Children are such a blessing from God! All of their innocence, wonder, imagination, excitement, love and most of all faith. Sometimes I sit there in awe when they say their little prayers and night and think..."Oh how I wish I had faith like them"! They have not doubt in the love and power of Christ! They know that if a toy get's stuck up in a tree, and they pray about it, that it will come back down.
It's in those quiet moments that you really can see your life and God's plan through it all. I love the quiet...but thank God for the noise too!
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