"MOM, I NEED YOU!" with the speed of lightning, I was on my
feet in the dark not really waking up until I was halfway down the hall.
feet in the dark not really waking up until I was halfway down the hall. "What's wrong, sweetheart? did you have a bad dream?" Our three year old croaked, "I don't feel so good." I felt his forehead 
pulled up the 
covers, and asked, "Does your throat hurt?" "Uh-huh, and my tummy feels like its going to be sick too." I hurried to the medicine shelf, returning with a thermometer, Tylenol, decongestant, and a glass of water. I wondered if i should get the steamer. As I bustled around, I reassured him, "Mommy is going to take good care of you and get you all better." That tiny, croaky voice said, "But Mom, what I really want is for you to ask God to make me bette
r." Oh, how quickly a little boy brought his all-grown-up mom to a halt. I want to believe that I can be everything my child needs.
pulled up the 
covers, and asked, "Does your throat hurt?" "Uh-huh, and my tummy feels like its going to be sick too." I hurried to the medicine shelf, returning with a thermometer, Tylenol, decongestant, and a glass of water. I wondered if i should get the steamer. As I bustled around, I reassured him, "Mommy is going to take good care of you and get you all better." That tiny, croaky voice said, "But Mom, what I really want is for you to ask God to make me bette
r." Oh, how quickly a little boy brought his all-grown-up mom to a halt. I want to believe that I can be everything my child needs.But the truth is that, in a way, I am no more than a child myself.
While there are lots of needs I can meet, my little guy already knows there is someone bigger than mommy.
~Lil Bowers, 
~EnCouraging Reminders from Real Moms, Pg62
B Blessed!
No comments:
Post a Comment