Just wanted you to see how mine are filled.
How is it possible that I am these
two beautiful little girls Daddy-man ?!
Posted by David at 7:43 PM
Posted by David at 10:33 PM
Has it been that long since my last post? Well, so what. Life goes on.
I was just sitting here listening to my two year old repeating the same thing over and over and over... Driving me crazy. And then again there is a lesson in it just as there is a lesson in EVERYTHING. I realize she is repeating because she is practicing her speech and she needs to hear it so she can improve it. Either that or her birth mother was a pearl store employee who day in and day out did a presentation for tourists so Lili heard repetition again and again while she was in utero and so she is used to it. Either way, she does it for whatever reason and her little voice is soooooo sweet that even when I am about to lose it and pull my last two hairs out the grace of God overcomes me and I just listen and smile and get all soft inside and fight off shedding tears. Too dang much estrogen in my house again.
You know there is always so much crap going on in the world and we have enough of our own that could just overwhelm us if I let it but then I am reminded of the two beautiful gifts from God that brighten my day EVERY day. They ask for so little and give so much. My Aly loves to climb up in my lap and "play" on the computer. She loves to do it anytime except when she has a fever of 101 and is laying in our bed. Then she just wants to lay beside us and feel us close to her. She loves SOOOOOO much and SOOOOO well that I wish everyone could experience that love for themselves. I hope you all have. If not you should. There sure are plenty of children out there who would love to have a mommy and a daddy to love and be loved by.
Anyway, my Lili loves to climb up in my lap too and resist my kissing her and tickling. It's like a fight from the time she comes up and I try to hug her. She wants the hug but MUST pretend like she doesn't. For whatever reason. But I love making her laugh and tickling her.
Back to the lesson. You know we must sound like Lili to the great I AM. Repetition. Dear Lord please blah blah blah. Heavenly Father please blah blah blah. But you know what? I am sure he looks at us kind of like the way we look at our little ones. With patience and compassion with a little discipline mixed in when necessary. Like when I had to pop Aly's butt for coloring our stereo speaker. AFTER being warned that she would get a spanking if she colored on anything other than paper. She had decorated our TV for the second time. Oh well, I truly understand what "this is gonna hurt me a lot more than you" means. SO I guess God hurts when He has to discipline us.
My Grandad used to say that when you've been spanked by God you know you've been spanked! I know what he means. I sure do miss him.
When I was a little boy I was afraid of the dark and Grandad knew it. He would tease me and scare the hell out of me and laugh and I would climb up in his lap and feel all safe and secure. He would even spend the night or a portion of it with me so I could get to sleep. We would lay in the bed and he would tell me jokes and we would laugh and laugh.
I can't wait till I see him again.
Posted by David at 12:11 PM