Healing Balm of a Child
Andrew, my seven year old son came up to me last night before I was leaving for a meeting and asked, "Mom, can sit on your lap?" "Sure", I said, even though I had about two minutes until I had to leave. So, we sat together and rocked in my favorite chair; the one my Dad bought that I nursed this child in for a year and a half. And as we sat I wondered what kind of a mom Andrew thinks I am. I wondered for a minute or two and then I decided to ask. "Andrew, if you could change one thing about me, what would it be?" Sort of like a Mom Evaluation moment. He thought for a minute and turned his little head to the side, looked me in the eye and said, "Your shoes." I looked down at my sky blue tennis shoes and thought, well, they aren't the best fashion statement in the world. Then I replied, "Yeah, they aren't so great are they." And he said, "No mom, it's not that. If I changed your shoes, then I wouldn't change one thing about you."
What love. What incredible love our children have to offer us. It is darn near to the unconditional love of God, I tell you. It truly is. They are so close to that thin veil between us and the invisible world. And they reflect back to us that we are loved, deeply, every part of us. They reflect it back through their willingness to be vulnerable; to put that love out on the line. Let us honor it. Treat it like the treasure that it is. Andrew offered me precious, healing balm. And by the grace of God, I held it in my hands and received it; this unexpected gift of a very wise child.
Beautiful, warms my heart!
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