I jumped on my bed to take a short nap and my two year old climbed up next to me and started cuddling me. It was so sweet. My eight year old son likes to wrestle and gets a thrill out of each time I play around with him. My ten year old daughter comes into my room just before bed says her prayer and gives me a big hug. The other night could not sleep and I got up. My daughter was also having a hard time sleeping and so she told me about one of the recent story ideas. She also shoes me pictures of characters she drawn.
These little incidents seem so small and isolated bu they can happen dozens o times in a day. I find so much joy in each small act of love. Now there is fighting and contention as well, we certainly are nowhere ear perfect. Our life is filled with these little moments of peace and joy and the fighting and contention. hat do we focus on and what do we hold on to? D we hold on to the anger or do we hold onto love.
I know personally need ore of these little moments of joy. So I am going to try to foster these moments the best I can. I think the key is not to force them or try to make them happen. You just have to be open to them when they present themselves. I know sometimes I am tired a not feeling well when my kids want a story but maybe that story is what both of you need. These times can be so precious.
Little joys can change or lives and our happiness if we let them.Yes there re evils in the world and problems in our own family, but life can be so much more than that. We have a Father in Heaven who loves us. He gave each of us parents some of his own responsibility. With parenthood comes serious responsibilities ad challenges, bu the joy and happiness can be unforgettable as well.