It figures I was just talking about my son...
Today was one of those days where he was into talking. Today is a good day!
I am amazed by how important my children are to me. Both of them are part of my own soul. Please don't get me wrong, I am enjoying my empynester freedom. Still, when I have the opportunity to spend time with the offspring, my heart sings.
Before they were born, I worried about if I would be able to love them. Ha! Turned out to not be a problem. I think certain things are ingrained into our being. Evolutionists would call it a measure to insure the continuation of a species.
How lame is that?
God designed us. He set up a family relationship, and He did it so that we could understand His love for us. Think about what He calls himself--our Father. He calls us his sons. One of the Greek words for "son" is teknon, which means beloved child. When I was younger I thought I knew what that ment. Then I had children, and an awareness of this specific truth continues to gel within my heart as I experience firsthand the love of a parent for their child.
It also helps me not feel like a total mush. If God Almighty can yearn for our fellowship, I guess I can do the same with my kids!
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