Last night our house was pretty quiet. Molly was helping set up for the Girlfriends Night Out event and our 2 youngest were visiting Gramma & Papa. That left me and Kadyn. We were on our own. So, we made dinner. He peeled the potatoes. I cut up the onions and peppers. We, both, mixed up the meat and the seasoning. Then we threw it in aluminum foil and out on the grill. (Yes, we grilled! If you ask me it’s the only way to let Ol’ Man Winter know we’re still looking for Spring.) Anyway, when it was all done we threw it on our plates, grabbed a couple of croissants, and split a Diet Mt. Dew (It’s pretty obvious Mom wasn’t home :-). Then we ate. We laughed. We joked. We talked about his new watch, his school, his friends, and our family. I had the time of my life. I wouldn’t trade those types of moments for anything in the world. I wish I could hold onto them forever. I wonder if that’s close to how God feels when we seek Him.
March 7, 2008
March 8, 2008 at 10:44 am
I had both of my daughters last night since my wife was at Girlfriends Night Out. I haven’t spent much time with them since Monday night, but we had a blast together. They learned how to play tag, which was awesome because they didn’t quite get that being “it” was not the point of the game.
Then we said our prayers and read out Bible story for the night. I could tell that they had missed me. The older one said, “Daddy, I want you to stay here all the time!” I really felt the same way that you described in your post.