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I can read bedtime stories till the cow jumps over the
moon and sing "Ten Little Monkeys" until I want to call
the doctor--but if I don't have love, I'm as annoying as a ringing phone.
 
I can chase a naked toddler through the house while
cooking dinner and listening to voice mail, I can fix the
best cookies and Kool-Aid in the neighborhood, and I
can tell a sick child's temperature with one touch
of my finger, but if I don't have love, I am nothing.
 
Love is patient while watching and praying by the front
window when it's 30 minutes past curfew. Love is kind
when my teen says, "I hate you!" It does not envy the
neighbors' swimming pool or their brand-new mini van,
but trusts the Lord to provide every need. Love does not
brag when other parents share their disappointments
and insecurities, and love rejoices when other families
succeed. It doesn't boast, even when I've multi-tasked all
day long and my husband can't do more than one thing at a time.
 
Love is not rude when my spouse innocently asks, "What have
you done today?"
 
It does not immediately seek after glory when we see
talent in our children, but encourages them to get training and
make wise choices.
 
It is not easily angered, even when my 15-year-old
acts like the world revolves around her.
 
It does not delight in evil (is not self-righteous) when I
remind my 17-year-old that he's going 83 in a 55-mph zone, but
rejoices in the truth.
 
Love does not give up hope. It always protects our
children's self-esteem and spirit, even while doling out discipline.
 
It always trusts God to protect our children when we
cannot. It always perseveres, through blue nail polish,
burps and other bodily functions, rolled eyes
and crossed arms, messy rooms and sleep overs.
 
Love never fails. But where there are memories of thousands
of diaper changes and painful labor(s), they will fade
away. Where there is talking back, it will (eventually) cease.....Please,
Lord?
 
Where there is a teenager who thinks she knows
everything, there will one day be an adult who knows you
did your best.
 
For we know we fail our children, and we pray they don't
end up in therapy, but when we get to heaven, our
imperfect parenting will disappear. (Thank you, God!)
 
When we were children, we needed a parent to love and
protect us. Now that we're parents ourselves, we have a
heavenly Father who adores, shelters us and holds us when
we need to cry.
 
And now these three remain: faith, hope and love. But the
greatest of these is love.
(Author Unknown)
 
Midi:  What the World Needs Now Is Love
 

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