I recently had the privilege of looking at life through another Mom's perspective. I came away a bit more content with my life.
A Mom at church I know by sight and not by name, sad I know but true. Today I was standing with Elizabeth near where she was sitting. She asked Elizabeth, "How old are you?"
Elizabeth proudly answered "Two"
The mom looked at me and said, "She always talks so well."
That is not a statement I've not heard a few million times before, so I give my standard answer, "Yeah. She talks all the time."
This mom looks at me and says, "I'd give anything to have a chatterbox." She has a son in Elizabeth's class, and I'm thinking to myself, Well he's a boy. He'll catch up and be chattering your ear off and then you'll remember this conversation and laugh. But she went on to say, "Patrick is autistic. I remember when he used to babble on and on, but now he doesn't. He is starting to babble a bit more and I love it."
She has never heard her son call her name, never heard him say I love you. I would venture a guess he's never displayed I love you to her either.
And I sit back in my house with two chatterbox girlies and think, Oh I long for just one moment of peace and total quiet. I'm so tired of them talking to me, at me, near me. I long for them to BE QUIET!!!
And she longs for the sound of his voice, the feel of his arms around her neck, his sweet breath a whisper on her neck as he whispers, "Mommy, I love you best of all!"
So go hug your kids and say Thank you Jesus for these children. May You make me worthy of them. Thank You for their chatter.
And pray for this Mommy, that she too will know the feeling of longing for quiet. She would know the feel of little arms around her neck and kisses freely bestowed on her cheek.