I debated back and forth between sharing this story, but was prompted to share it during church today so I feel like it's okay.
Last night we had tucked the kids in and I was downstairs on the computer trying to finish up my preparations for singing time today. Dylan's been horrible about staying in his bed lately so it's one of those hold your breath and hope for the best after we get the kids in bed. Sure enough, he comes wandering down the stairs. He practically ignored Marcos on the couch when he warned him to get back to bed. Thankfully I was preparing spiritual things and so a little more patient than normal. I told him to go back to bed and waited calmly. He said, "But Mom, I want to tell you something." Let me preface this by saying he does this ALL the time and usually throws out some random fact or story, but I decided to listen to him before taking him back to bed. "Okay bud, what did you want to tell me?" He responded in the sweetest, most innocent voice I've ever heard, "Mom, I heard Heavenly Father spoke to me." I'm not sure what that does to you reading this, but hearing my child say it, my stomach jumped into my throat. It's not at all what I was expecting. I said, "What did He say to you?" He replied, "He was just loving me, Mom. He told me to sleep well and not to be afraid." Holy cow, I was floored. Of course the water works turned on immediately and I hugged him and told him that was great. Then he said, "Goodnight Mom, I'm going to go back to bed now." What the heck? How grateful I am for the tender mercies of the Lord and for my children who are so close to heaven that I don't even realize it most of the time. It was truly a sweet, sweet moment that I hope to never forget. It gives me such hope that someone loves, understands and appreciates my children even more than I do. Sometimes I forget this partnership I have with the Lord to help raise HIS children. Hopefully with the Lord's help and our earthly efforts we can raise our children in a way that would be pleasing to Him. Sorry to ramble, but my heart is so full. It truly was a special moment.
7 comments:
What a sweet, special experience. Thank you for sharing :)
I was in the mother's lounge when you got up there. I recognized your voice and turned the volume up a little, but my attention was very focused. I am so grateful you decided to post it here. I need constant reminders of my duty, as a mother, to God and to LISTEN more to my kids.
Also, I love you in Primary, with your sudden overcome by the Spirit moments. Sometimes it's so easy to feel Heavenly Father's love in Primary, especially with the music ... I get choked up so easily! It's a hard job, Primary, but you really feel the love.
How sweet and faith-promoting is that! Kids teach us so much. I know that's why the scriptures say that we have to become as little children.
Hope Anthony made it over to play!
I am really grateful for those moments when the kids help you realize WHY we are really here. It really is such a simple thing "heavenly father LOVES us". but how often do we forget? Thanks for sharing and helping us all to take another look into our tender mercies.
makes me think of the scripture to have the faith of a child. They are so close to him and how easy it is for us to get caught up in everything but that. what a sweet experience for you and him.
I could see the moment....and made me tear....How sweet and special. They are closer and more in tune than we are, that's for sure. Thanks for sharing!.
Sorry, Laura was signed in....but was me, Mercedes.
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