My blessing

From Easter '10.  How sweet is that face?

I have something I really want to talk about on here, but I'll save it for a later time. 

Instead I want to brag on my sweet little punkin.

I can't tell you how much I love our nightly bedtime prayers with her.  As she closes her eyes and just cries out to God -- asking him to pour his blessings on Mommy and Daddy (in her words, "bless your hands over Mommy and Daddy with all your love, because we love you so much!").   

GAH!
Does that not make your heart melt??   If it doesn't you have NO heart.

She just kills me with her sweetness.   Her compassion.  Her ability to know that someone is upset and to go love on them.  She has definitely seen me at my worst, and knows exactly how to console me and lift me back up.   She has been through a lot as a little girl and she has shown so much strength and love.  Something I have learned from her.

She has been with me through two miscarriages and both times I felt as if I was a failure to her, or that she'd see God as someone who takes away.   I'm not sure if she completely understood what happened, but not a day goes by where she doesn't proudly talk about her two little brothers in heaven and how she can't wait to meet them.  She sometimes says "I wish I could just go to heaven RIGHT NOW!"   The selfish Mommy in me tells her to slow down, that mommy needs her on earth for right now, and that someday soon, Jesus will come back for us and we'll get to meet her siblings.

Yesterday, Morgan looked me square in the eyes and told me "Mom, I think I want to wait until Jesus comes back to get us, so that you, me and Daddy can all go to heaven together.  I would really like that."  

Oh. my. goodness.  

She just kills me.  

I've really been sitting back lately just looking at her in awe.  She's growing up so beautifully and while we still have some things to work on, she reminds me that maybe I'm not doing as horrible a job as the enemy would like me to believe.

I challenge you to sit back and just watch your kids, watch how they play, how they eat, how they think, how they pray...etc.   And just soak it all in. 

God has challenged me with that, and I have learned so much more about Morgan and am truly blessed.