I often get overwhelmed with love for Nola. The latest time was when we took her trick-or-treating. We dressed her up as Boo, the little girl from the movie Monsters, Inc. Everyone thought she was so adorable. She had so much fun. By the third house she had figured out how to take the candy from the bucket, and then put it in her treat bag. When we got home she sat on the floor in the living room for a long time just taking her candy out of the bag and then putting it back in. I sat on the couch and watched her, and was ready to burst into tears of love and happiness.
And then I think of God. "If we love giving gifts to our children...how much more the Heavenly Father." And I think of how He loves me. And wants the best for me. He is overwhelmed with love for me. While I was sitting in the living room adoring Nola, He was on the other end of the couch adoring me. And, again, I'm ready to burst into tears of love and happiness.
I know what you mean. Sometimes I wonder if God gives us children just so that we will have a small understanding of how He feels. And I never get tired of it.
ReplyDeleteSo true. And then we have grandchildren, and it requires a bigger sofa to hold all the generations of love and happy tears.
ReplyDeleteYes! This is just how I feel as a mother. So happy it hurts. And I want to cry but I want to laugh and I want to tell them, "You know I'm like this just because you EXIST, right? You don't have to do ANYTHING to earn this."
ReplyDeleteWHOA!! I needed that really bad! Thanks for the perfect reminder.
ReplyDeleteExactly! When I would go down the hall at night, and each one was tucked safely into bed all under one roof, the love I felt for them would make me cry! Now as they're older, when each one and their spouses and children are all gathered here, and the house is filled with the sounds of love and laughter, my heart is overwhelmed and tears just start to fall!
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