Psalm 127:3 (ESV) Behold, children are a heritage from the Lord, the fruit of the womb a reward.
I can still remember the feeling of my children when I was pregnant for them. I remember the movement they would make, the hiccups that kept them jostling around in consecutive rhythm, and the elbow or knee that would poke out under my rib that kept me from being able to bend forward. I remember the glorious feeling that God had chosen me to be their mom on this earth. That he chose me to carry two of His children so that I could raise them up in His word and teach them what I know of Him. What a blessing, what an honor.
Proverbs 22:6 (ESV) Train up a child in the way he should go; even when he is old he will not depart from it.
My daughter and I had the opportunity to spend some time together a week ago leaving the boys home to meander doing “boy stuff”. The true test of how much I am healing. From not being able to drive at all, to driving the 8 hours one way to our home away from home. The drive back home 4 days later was more of a challenge, yet we made it safely and the memories of our time together will be a blessing for many years.
We cooked, shopped, took apart old watches and made bracelets out of the gears, and began working on quilts from the material we found at the quilt store. We also drove around one day with our cameras and took some photographs of nature and the beauty that God provides. I think many people go through their days not noticing what is around them. Not us, we embraced the moment with two lenses, one lens being the eyes of youth and the other being the eyes of age. We laughed and discussed how glorious God is that he has found favor in us to have given us the ability to see beauty in the things around us. From the flowers blooming in the garden of a older woman, to the trees in the forest lining the road way. We saw deer, a skunk, an eagle, and the black squirrels jumping from limb to limb playing tag. Our weekend was not short of excitement.
My highlight was spending time with my daughter, and watching the doe with her fawns that visited our yard each day. Sometimes more than once. At one point I opened the upstairs window to capture a clear shot and I heard one of the fawns honk as he/she communicated with his/her mom. I nearly cried. I watched as mom looked in all directions before she led her babes across the street, and watched as she led them to the greenery teaching them to forage for food. I also watched the babes chase one another around the yard jumping and running at full speed. It was beautiful and for a moment I felt a connection with the doe. We were both teaching and spending time with the blessing of our womb.
I hope that you find favor in the site of the Lord and that you can see the beauty that is around you. No matter where you are, what you are doing, what affliction tries to carry you away, I pray that you can and will cry out for the eyesight to notice the creations of the Lord. Enjoy the pics, we sure enjoyed taking them.
And the surprise out my bedroom window at 5:30 a.m.
Big, fluffy white coat and a tail that swirled and swayed as he ran into the woods (when I tried to take the screen out to get a better picture) … If only it didn’t smell! 🙂