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Not Forever

Our Thursday night was atypical.  Snowflake has no school on Friday so we had some fun.  It started with Snowflake choosing dinner.  She picked ice cream with crazy toppings and nachos. We ate in the living room while watching what was going to be her Easter gift, The Star.  After the credits we watched the special features abd danced together in the living room. Then as I was cleaning up Snowflake was supposed to go put on pjs and ended up asleep in the dead center of my bed, so I crashed on my recliner. It is now 2:15 am and she is asleep in my arms in the recliner.

These days won't last forever.  I won't always be the one she wants to spend her evenings with.  Talk of ice cream toppings and stuffed animals will change to celebrities and boys.  She will continue to grow up. 

That's good and natural.  It is the way of life if I am doing this parenting thing right.  I look forward to watching her grow up into a woman after God's own heart. 

Earlier today at parent/teacher conferences I heard she talks about God and Jesus at school.  What we discuss at home is getting through to her! She is growing into herself. It makes my heart glad. 

For tonight (er this morning) I will enjoy that she still wants Mommy, she still craves Mommy snuggles.  There will come a night and I will only know it in retrospect when we spend our last time snuggling together in the recliner. 

Till then I will make each time count and I will enjoy this sweet stage of parenthood.  It is not forever. 

What is forever is God's holiness, goodness, justness and love. What is forever is the choice we make regarding God. Will we accept Him, accept Jesus as our Savior and spend forever in Heaven? Or will we do life our own way claiming there is no god or we are god and reject Jesus for a forever in Hell?

I chose God/Jesus and Heaven.  Will you join me?


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