The Little People

The little people grow.  They eventually grow into bigger people.  I know we all “know” this, but it seems like a really big deal.

As I open their closet door and reach in, it hits me at how tall they’re getting!

Out with the old, in with the new, Spring clothes!  But this time is different.  I don’t cling onto their old baby clothes like I used to.

They’re not really “mine” to begin with.

They’re growing alongside me now.  Not only physically, but spiritually.

I say a prayer for my oldest.  She’s the tallest and the strongest.  She and me are changing lately.  To be quite honest, there is more hugging going on between us.  Her first born pressure of perfectionism, the always wanting to get it all right, is lessening.  It used to only be she, me, and Daddy.  Now, she shares with two others that come in between.  I imagine for a minute at her young confusion.  At times you can feel the fight as she works to hold tight, to the pressure of keeping her first place.  She is beautiful, artsy, and amazing!  She’s 7 1/2 and overhears everything.  She hears all this “God talk” going on lately… and I just love that!

My Haley is the middle one, and I get that. I was once in that spot.  I have to watch so she doesn’t get lost in the shuffle.  She’s kind and naturally thoughtful, and yet her little peanut size humaness can lose it without a minutes notice.  It appears as though she has limitless facial expressions, and there’s so much going on up in that little head!  It makes me want to cover her with my kisses.

My angel boy Gabriel is 1 1/2 years old.  I can eat this boy up with a “spoon” and sometimes I do!  Honestly, sometimes I make it and sometimes I miss it, through all his little boy busyness.  I wonder what kind of strong man of God he will be someday?

As I close their closet door, I search for the little people, just to hang out.  You can see Jesus’ image in them.  I need more of that in me.  The “little people” can teach us a lot.  They’re so honest, even when their honesty is a bit rough around the edges.

I don’t want to teach my children to wear “masks” like me.  My hearts prayer is to whisper in their ear, and point them towards the God who made them.

When I’m with the “little people” I always learn something.  When I look in their eyes, I discover more of them and more about me.

To God be the glory…

In all the every day moments of success, and at times motherly regrets, I don’t have to hold onto those things tightly.  It’s not all about me {this parenting thing}.  I only need to hold their hands and walk with them towards “Daddy”.

And my heart cries, Abba Father, protector and provider for this family… help me find the “little person” in me.  Point us all in the right direction of your humbleness, holyness, and glory!

Me and my little people.

Praise God  for  family!  May we live with  faith like a child today. 
Who’s
with me?

“People brought babies to Jesus, hoping he might touch them. When the disciples saw it, they shooed them off.  Jesus called them back.  “Let these children alone.  Don’t get between them and me.  These children are the kingdom’s pride and joy.  Mark this: Unless you accept God’s kingdom in the simplicity of a child, you’ll never get in.”  ~ Luke 18:15-16 the message ~

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18 Responses to The Little People

  1. Sharita says:

    Oh Amy! Your family is SOOOO pretty! Child-like faith is an incredible blessing– one that we should all be reaching out for as we walk hand-in-hand towards our heavenly daddy. Love you sister… your words blessed me today!

  2. Tracy says:

    You said it well ” I only need to hold their hands and walk them towards their Daddy” amen and amen sister! Beautiful! Beautiful you, beautiful children-love it! God is good! Enjoy your little people today :) Blessings, Tracy

    • Amy says:

      Evenin’ Tracy, I did enjoy my little people today! :) God taught me many things during the process… He is good! Thank you for reading along and sharing back! You bless me!

  3. Joanne says:

    I love all of this and MORE!:) For His Kingdom’s Sake:) Love you Amy, Lilly, Haley and Gabe!! Moving, loving, in my faith today dear journey mate!!!!:)

  4. Judy says:

    Beautiful thoughts, my precious girl. I deeply love you all!

  5. Amy, you and your children are soo beautiful! I love these snapshots of them and the treasured beauty of each of their personalities and gifts. I am grateful, as a parent, how we get to see our children’s beauty unfold, day by day (in the midst of all the challenges of raising them!) and we are, yes, so blessed by their honesty and rawness. I pray, with you, for our children’s hearts to remain open and that they grow knowing the freedom of remaining “unmasked.” Blessings to you!

    • Amy says:

      Thank you so much Jennifer for your generous words! With God all things are possible! Even us, grown women, learning how to live with faith like a child. I’m praising God with you today sister!

  6. Holly says:

    Aww…cuties!

  7. Dawn Aldrich says:

    My favorite part: ‘I only need to hold their hands and walk with them towards “Daddy”.’
    Breathe them in deep and store away their scent for later years.

    Bless you and yours,
    Dawn

  8. Just wait until the “little people” are taller than you. I can’t believe my oldest will be a junior in high school next year! Ack!

  9. Beautiful, beautiful children. I love that your daughter has a hole in her pants. I thought my daughter was the only one who did that. LOL I say that all the time that I want to eat my kids up. What a blessing it is to be a mom.

    • Amy says:

      Hi Melanie!
      Oh my, that’s too funny! Yes, my daughter goes in between a “tomboy” and a “princess” within minutes… but usually a tomboy! ;) Let’s keep “eating our kids up” together sister! Blessings to you and yours this weekend!

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