Monday, October 28, 2013

Love and Obedience: The Connection

Brody forgets to hang his towel up... a lot.  He leaves it in the floor of his room and sometimes on his bed still wet.  I've told him a thousand times not to do this, that he can hang his towel on the towel rack that was made for that purpose and use it more than once.  It's an ongoing thing.  I've scolded, yelled even, and become completely irritated by the fact that Brody forgets to hang his towel up…  a lot.  But the other day, I went downstairs where he was and being filled with love for him because he really is the  best kid ever...  He's kind and generous and thoughtful.  He never gets in trouble.  He makes wise decisions.  He hangs with the good kids.  He IS a good kid, very good, even though he forgets to hang his towel up... a lot.  I gave him a big hug for the morning, just a good morning hug really, and told him that he was such a good boy.  "You're such a good boy, Brody," I said,  "such a GOOD boy.  I am so proud of you."  He loved the hug and the compliments.  After I patted him on the back a few times just out of a mother's sheer happiness with such a fine young man, Brody held up his finger and said, "Wait a minute."  He walked to his room, picked up his towel out of the floor, and hung it on its place. 

5 comments:

  1. I think I need to read this everyday! Such a beautiful moment in life that you have made rather poetic!

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  2. I loved this :) He is the sweetest! Every time I see him I can still picture that precious baby face!

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  3. I have a beautiful child who will never see the value in a good towel rack. But - as long as she knows and trusts her Jesus, has great friends, seeks God in all she does, balances a checkbook and stays out of debt - what do all the wet, mildewy towels even matter... ?! :)

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  4. High my name is Trudie. January 19th is a day of remembrance for my family as well. We lost my beautiful sister, Charleen, on Jan. 19,2003. She died in a murder/suicide committed by her ex-husband. For the first few years after her death, January was a terrible month for my family. We all suffered some degree of depression, especially my parents. Their oldest daughter died as an infant in January of 1961. As I look back over the past 12 years I am so thankful to God. His grace and strength brought us through the most difficult time in our lives. God is awesome and his people are awesome. We have been shown so much love and support that words just cannot describe. Only God can bring people through such tragedies. Without God I literally would have gone insane. Not only did I tragically loose my sister who was one of my best friends(we even lived next door to each other), But I went from a Mom of 2 to a Mom of 5 overnight. Yes, I inherrited my sister's 3 beautiful daughters. They were ages 2,6, and 13 at the time. Sometimes I relive that day and all of the hurt comes rushing back. But then, I call on my Lord and He strengthens me. I pray for continued strength and peace for your family. Thank you for allowing God to use you. I know that God has used Charleen's and Bronner's deaths to bring others to Him. No matter how difficult it may be at times, we must continue to share their stories so that others can come to know Christ as their Savior.

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