If I live in a house of spotless beauty with everything in its place, but have not love, I am a housekeeper, not a homemaker.
If I have time for waxing, polishing and decorative achievement, but have not love, my children learn cleanliness, not Godliness.
Love leaves the dust in search of a child's laugh.
Love smiles at the tiny fingerprints on a newly cleaned window.
Love wipes away the tears before it wipes up spilled milk.
Love picks up the child before it picks up the toys.
Love is present through the trials.
Love reprimands, reproves and is responsive.
Love crawls with the baby, walks with the toddler, runs with the child, then stands aside and lets the youth walk into adulthood.
Love is the key that opens salvation's message to a child's heart.
Before I became a mother I took glory in my house of perfection.
Now I glory in God's perfection of my child.
As a mother, there is much I must teach my child, but the greatest of all is LOVE!
2 comments:
I love that poem! My Mom sent me that poem when I first had Hannah, I was putting so much pressure on myself to be everything to everyone all at once. I love how well it states what's important and what's not. I think I have this poem up on one of my blogs way back...
What a beautiful post. It reminds us all of what's really important during our lives. Thank you for sharing that with us all. I really liked that.
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