I strive to live a MAGICAL life by:
M-meditating on God's word
A-not being anxious but praying
G-being gracious, generous and grateful
I-believing in the innocence of others
C-living a Christ centered life
L-being led by the spirit and living and loving in the present
Scrubbing and cleaning can wait till tomorrow For babies grow up we’ve learned to our sorrow. So settle down cobwebs, dust go to sleep, I’m rocking my baby and babies don’t keep.
My wise mother-in-law made me a cross stitched sampler when my first baby was born with this poem on it. It hung by my rocking chair and was a constant reminder that there was nothing I needed to accomplish that was nearly as important as time spent savoring the people God had entrusted me with. I think I might just hang it back up.
Dear A., It is 11:23 a.m. January 21, 2010; twelve short hours after your birth. A few minutes after you were born Grandpa and Grandma gazed with amazement upon you; a miracle, conceived in love, nurtured by your mom and dad and skillfully delivered by the hospital staff. We are thankful for your safe arrival and for a gracious God who makes provision for such a miracle as you. Today is the beginning of life for your precious soul with intelligence and emotion to expedience each day to its fullest; both its joys and its sorrows, and a spirit to guide you now and into eternity. May God grant us all, as your family and community, with love and the wisdom to provide you with the nurturing necessary to propel you into a long spirit guided useful life - a life of love and service to God and kindness and compassion for others so that you may soar and become everything God destined you to be with His grace. Warmly, always with love, Grandpa