Two innocent comments made to me this week hit me like a proverbial ton of bricks--make that two tons of bricks.
One was in an e-mail I got from a friend of mine. She said she was going to spend some time with her friends that day, and I realized she was referring to her two little ones under the age of 5.
I love my children, don't get me wrong, but do I really--deep down--think of them as my "friends"? Why not? Other than my husband, they are the closest people to my heart, yet I never think of them as friends. We do things together, but I don't know how I often I consciously enjoy those things. I mostly just play with them--occasionally--to be a "good mom".
As I was pondering this in my mind and becoming more and more convicted, I heard one of my own little ones make the comment, "You're a busy mommy!" Not a fun mommy, not a loving mommy, not even an angry or mean mommy (whew!), but a busy one.
Life--and this blog which mirrors my life and many of yours--is about relationships. Yet, it's so easy to put our children into a separate category altogether. I'm asking the Lord to help me to make better friends with my children and to change that "busy" adjective in their mind. I want to spend time with them, love them, be with them.
Because I love them.
Because I love my friends.