but mostly, given another shot at life, I would seize every minute of it. When my child kissed me impetuously, I would never have said, "Later. I would never have bought ANYTHING just because it was practical/wouldn't show soil/ guaranteed to last a lifetime. I would have gone to bed when I was sick, instead of pretending the Earth would go into a holding pattern if I weren't there for a day. I would have eaten less cottage cheese and more ice cream. I would have shared more of the responsibility carried by my husband which I took for granted. I would have cried and laughed less while watching television. I would have sat cross-legged on the lawn with my children and never worried about grass stains. I would have burnt the pink candle that was sculptured like a rose before it melted while being stored. I would have taken the time to listen to my grandfather ramble about his youth. I would have eaten popcorn in the "good" living room and worried less about the dirt when you lit the fireplace. I would have invited friends over to dinner even if the carpet was stained and the sofa faded. I would never have insisted the car windows be rolled up on a summer day because my hair had just been teased and sprayed. Instead of wishing away nine months of pregnancy and complaining about the shadow over my feet, I'd have cherished every minute of it and realized that the wonderment growing inside me was to be my only chance in life to assist God in a miracle. If I had my life to live over again I would have waxed less and listened more. My answer was no, but then I thought about it and changed my mind. Someone asked me the other day if I had my life to live over would I change anything. Somberly, God said, "I didn't put it there.” It's for joy, sadness, disappointment, pain, loneliness, and pride." It's not a leak," said the Lord, "It's a tear." "I told You that You were trying to put too much into this model." Not only can it think, but it can reason and compromise," said the Creator.įinally, the angel bent over and ran her finger across the cheek. "You can imagine what this mother can do or endure." "It's too soft," she sighed.īut tough!" said God excitedly. The angel circled the model of a mother very slowly. Already I have one who heals herself when she is sick.can feed a family of six on one pound of hamburger.and can get a nine year old to stand under a shower." I can't," said God, "I'm so close to creating something so close to myself. God," said the angel touching his sleeve gently, "Get some rest tomorrow." 'I understand and I love you' without so much as uttering a word." Another here in the back of her head that sees what she shouldn't but what she has to know, and of course the ones here in front that can look at a child when he goofs up and say. One pair that sees through closed doors when she asks, 'What are you kids doing in there?' when she already knows. That's on the standard model?" asked the angel. It's not the hands that are causing me problems," God remarked, "it's the three pairs of eyes that mothers have to have." The angel shook her head slowly and said. A kiss that can cure anything from a broken leg to a disappointed love affair. Have a lap that disappears when she stands up. "You're doing a lot of fiddling around on this one."Īnd God said, "Have you read the specs on this order?" She has to be completely washable, but not plastic. When the Good Lord was creating mothers, He was into His sixth day of "overtime" when the angel appeared and said.
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