So Worth It
Every now and then,
my sweet friend Shundria, sends me incredible emails that stir my heart
and get me thinking. I've been pressuring her to preserve all of her
thoughts because I can certainly see a book in her future. Until then, I
want to share some of her sentiments with you.
I opened up my email to find this touching account of a day in her life
with three small children and how this busy season has changed both her and
her husband.
Read and Enjoy!
Priscilla
PS . . . you can and should follow Shundria on twitter. Get her hilarious and touching posts on life @shundriap
Today I said to my man, "that was fun!" He said, "yes it was!" We both smiled and said, "it was soo worth it"
Let me explain.
We decided to get season passes to a nearby waterpark a few days
ago. We waited until the kiddos came home from their last day of
school and surprised them. They squealed with excitement! We packed
them in the van and spent about 4 hours in water. They had a blast. We
came home, ate, bathed, washed hair and put them to bed. We looked at
each other and said "that was fun! It was so worth it!"
Then I started to think: See....13 years ago "that was fun! and it
was so worth it!" meant something completely different. Concerts in
the parks, dinner w/live jazz, dancing, festivals, dinner with friends
and nice quiet evenings at home. It didn't include swim diapers, swim
shoes, "not quite big enough" tote bags, or first aid kits. It
was us two enjoying each other.
Fast forward to now...Don't get me wrong. We still love those "2
people no kids" activities and could use a couple of those. However, it's amazing
how our hearts have been transformed. Life moves and desires change.
Same words, different meanings.
Of course we don't enjoy being in the heat, batting flies,
or seeing people in swimsuits who got really bad advice. But we LOVE
seeing the excitement in our kids' eyes. How could we love these little
kids who fight, leave messes, break things, disobey and are at times
unappreciative? We get excited to get involved in activities that are
of no benefit to us, but are completely about blessing them. They are
ours and it's about our love for them.
I get it...
Reminds me of my Father in Heaven. How can he love me? A
person who fights, leaves messes, breaks things, disobeys and at times is
unappreciative? He continues to bless me just because he loves seeing me
smile and hearing me squeal! I am his and its about his love for me! I
love him!
It overwhelms my heart to think that the Lord gave up his life for
someone like me, and tells me daily, "I love you, sweet girl. It was sooo
worth it".
Not deep . . . just simple . . . and profound!
Shundria
Shundria
