Keeping my desk tidy daily helps me feel organized. When I feel organized, I think more clearly. Howsomever, my goals and reality in this regard often do not match. So, I take time once a week to clean up.
Today, I laughed when I pulled out one and a half Triscuits from far back on the third shelf of my desk trays. This was my youngest grandson’s private stash from his last overnight with Nana when we had sat at my computer and looked at videos of trains, frogs, butterflies, and anything else I could think of to delight him. I hadn’t even seen him put the crackers there. They were a little gift, as sweet as the scent of baby breath, when I found them.
Until I had grandchildren of my own, I never really understood how it feels. Of course! How do you explain the thrill of seeing your own and your child’s features reflected in their children? How do you explain the quick tears when you see one your father’s face in your grandson’s and you see that his hands are going to be just like his great grandfather’s?
How can you possibly thank God enough that You get the chance to hold a baby, to snuggle them close for naps, to smell their sweetness, to stroke the velvet skin of their chubby little arms and legs and be a Mom or Dad all over again?
Most of all, how do you thank our Heavenly Father for wisdom from Him to cherish each moment of their childhood more fully than you did with your own children?
The quote pictured above says “Enjoy the little things in life. . . for one day you may realize they were the BIG things.” Triscuits in my in box is a BIG thing. Thank You, Lord, thank You!
And by the way, my daughter is SUPER health conscious about food for the boys. Her cracker of choice for their snacks is Triscuits. I like ’em, too, especially when shared, bite for bite, with Alan or Ben! http://www.triscuit.com/