Tonight, just before tucking Big Man in to bed, he politely informed me that it's time to switch up his bedtime routine. Instead of praying AND singing together, we now only need to pray. The song is no longer needed..."
because I'm big now."
"Ok, sure honey." Smile. Hug. Shiver.
Because my little boy is growing up, and that's not always an easy pill to swallow...
"There is a time for everything,
and a season for every activity under the heavens..."
Ecclesiastes 3:1
3 comments:
Those are hard moments Heather. I have found that once they've determined they are grown up enough they sort of ease their way back to the things we found so endearing.
Awww . . . sending hugs your way. Singing with my kids when they were little was one of my favorite things. Just don't make my mistake by stopping with the littlest one just because the older ones are done. We stopped that routine way too early with my youngest.
Oh, Heather, how much it hurts to be a mother sometimes... to watch them with joy as they grow and learn -- while the ache in our heart ever endures and grows too. God is working in each of these precious moments to make Himself known to us... to show us He loves us and our children. To remind us that He will always be with us and that He will sing over us if we'll let Him. God has reminded me this week that He just wants to hold us and love us... just like a mama wants to hold her children and tell them they are loved.
Sorry to go on and on... I guess this struck a chord with me this morning too. Maybe it will encourage you that your little girl will probably be ok with you singing to her for many more years. Madelyn could give or take it, but still hasn't refused it... probably because I also scratch her back and arms while I'm singing. :)
Love you, friend. May you know how to let Him hold you today,
Christine
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