Sunday, January 18, 2009

Children ARE a Gift!!!

My mother-in-law sent me the following because the part about looking for chicks in eggs reminded her of the story I tell about Chai Tea cracking eggs all over our carpet looking for baby chicks when she was two. It's past Christmas but I wanted to share it anyway.

The Christmas Pageant

My husband and I had been happily married (most of the time) for five years but hadn't been blessed with a baby.
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I decided to do some serious praying and promised God that if he would give us a child, I would be a perfect mother, love it with all my heart and raise it with His word as my guide.
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God answered my prayers and blessed us with a son.
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The next year God blessed us with another son.
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The following year, He blessed us with yet another son.
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The year after that we were blessed with a daughter.
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My husband thought we'd been blessed right into poverty. We now had four children, and the oldest was only four years old.
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I learned never to ask God for anything unless I meant it as a minister once told me,"If you pray for rain, make sure you carry an umbrella."
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I began reading a few verses of the Bible to the children each day as they lay in their cribs.
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I was off to a good start. God had entrusted me with four children and I didn't want to disappoint Him.
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I tried to be patient the day the children smashed two dozen eggs on the kitchen floor searching for baby chicks.
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I tried to be understanding...
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when they started a hotel for homeless frogs in the spare bedroom, although it took me nearly two hours to catch all twenty-three frogs.
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When my daughter poured ketchup all over herself and rolled up in a blanket to see how it felt to be a hot dog, I tried to see the humor rather than the mess.
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In spite of changing over twenty-five thousand diapers, never eating a hot meal and never sleeping for more than thirty minutes at a time, I still thank God daily for my children.
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While I couldn't keep my promise to be a perfect mother -I didn't even come close...I did keep my promise to raise them in the Word of God.
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I knew I was missing the mark just a little when I told my daughter we were going to church to worship God, and she wanted to bring a bar of soap along to"wash up" Jesus, too.
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Something was lost in the translation when I explained that God gave us everlasting life, and my son thought it was generous of God to give us his "last wife."
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My proudest moment came during the children's Christmas pageant.
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My daughter was playing Mary, two of my sons were shepherds and my youngest son was a wise man. This was their moment to shine.
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My five-year-old shepherd had practiced his line,"We found the babe wrapped in swaddling clothes."
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But he was nervous and said,"The baby was wrapped in wrinkled clothes."
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My four-year-old "Mary" said,"That's not 'wrinkled clothes,' silly. That's dirty, rotten clothes."
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A wrestling match broke out between Mary and the shepherd and was stopped by an angel, who bent her halo and lost her left wing.
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I slouched a little lower in my seat when Mary dropped the doll representing Baby Jesus, and it bounced down the aisle crying,"Mama-mama."
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Mary grabbed the doll,wrapped it back up and held it tightly as the wise men arrived.
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My other son stepped forward wearing a bathrobe and a paper crown, knelt at the manger and announced,"We are the three wise men, and we are bringing gifts of gold, common sense and fur."
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The congregation dissolved into laughter,and the pageant got a standing ovation.
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"I've never enjoyed a Christmas program as much as this one,"laughed the pastor,wiping tears from his eyes"
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For the rest of my life, I'll never hear the Christmas story without thinking of gold, common sense and fur."
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"My children are my pride and my joy and my greatest blessing," I said as I dug through my purse for an aspirin.
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Jesus had no servants, yet they called Him Master.
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Had no degree, yet they called Him Teacher .
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Had no medicines, yet they called Him Healer.
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Had no army, yet kings feared Him.
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He won no military battles, yet He conquered the world.
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He committed no crime, yet they crucified Him.
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He was buried in a tomb, yet He lives today.
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Sometimes it is hard for me to remember that my children are a gift from the Lord. At sixteen, eighteen and nearly twenty it is hard for me to let go and let them make decisions on their own. It breaks my heart when I see them heading in the wrong direction and they won't heed my warnings. I'm learning to accept them for who they are and where they are in their lives. But... I'm still their Mom... I still want to protect them.
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Mr. Macchiato and I were reminiscing about the kids when they were little this morning. We have so many stories about each of them that make us smile and laugh out loud to this day. When we talk about them it helps me to see past the surliness we often deal with now. I pray that as we fight to maintain a relationship with each of them that we will all weather these storms as they pass into adulthood and that joy awaits us on the other side. It is just so hard to let go...
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Of course, things are not all bad all the time. We do experience moments of peace and happiness. We still are able to laugh. Sometimes quite a bit. Kids continue to say funny things even when they think they are all grown up!
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Frappacino was a bit upset with me when she came home from college for the Christmas break. Her boyfriend, Cuppa Joe, told her that she needed to let her Dad know that she needed an oil change, two new tires and that the tires should be rotated. She said, "Why should the tires have to be rotated... don't they rotate all the time by themselves?"
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Oh how I laughed. Apparently, so did Cuppa Joe. Frappy felt that was information we should have imparted to her and that it was our fault she looked foolish. LOL! And... Daddy took care of her car. Two new tires, oil change, transmission fluid flush, and air-conditioner repair...
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Beans, it's what's for dinner!!!

11 comments:

Two Dogs said...

I wish that the wise men had brought gold, common sense, and fur. See how that ties in with the rotating tires?

Trisha said...

Love the story. It really does make you appreciate children, doesn't it?

Oh - I also enjoyed Paco's rant! I am just glad he left his "present" for the giants on hard wood - not the carpet!

Just Me said...

I wish every baby were bestowed with common sense. It would make adulthood a lot easier on all of us.

My kids are seven and five, as I've mentioned before, and they drive me crazy on a regular basis. They crack me up though when they talk about marrying each other when they grow up. Ummm...
Hahahahahahahahahahaha!!!

MaBunny said...

HAHA, loved that story! I'm glad Nicole never got wind of breaking eggs on the carpet/floor to look for baby chicks...

Laura ~Peach~ said...

with Cory being 21 today I so can relate... love the tires rotating all by themselves it sounds so like something martha will say... Trying to think what her last gem was...maybe it was that all COWS have teats... and all 4 legged big critters are cows even the boys because they all have horns... hummm the conversations we have.
it is so hard to let them make the mistakes especially when they make such self destructive ones ... and we both know what i am talking about there.... sigh
Love n hugs Laura

Angela said...

"My children are my pride and my joy and my greatest blessing," I said as I dug through my purse for an aspirin.

this got me giggling all over again...

I loved what you wrote about weathering the storms, and getting past them. You said it better, but I just wanted to let you know, that's my prayer for my household with my three too!! ((hugs)) love ya sweetie.

Flea said...

Two Dogs makes me laugh.

I remember being that age and being mortified to be found out in my ignorance, wanting to blame it on my parents. She'll mature, mom. In about 15 years. You just keep laughing at her and everything will be alright. Heh. Suuuure it will. :)

Karen Deborah said...

my kids are surly too and everything I say is wrong. Great stories tell Frappy that qualifies to enter the dumb blond jokes hall of fame, and welcome to the club. I have had to hear my dumb comments repeated for the last 21 years, and they still get laughs. It's good to learn, not to take yourself to seriously.

The common sense gift would be great.

SheroSkyKnight said...

I worry about Frapi sometimes, not sure how she's going to make it on her own sometimes. Same with Double Shot, he's got to find something better to do with his time than prank calls.

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Thanks for sharing the story.Children are gift indeed.Wish all the kids enjoy the joy filled days eternally.

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thislittlepiggy said...

BWAHAHA.