Terry's 3M's
There are 4 adults using this computer now. And when the kids are off of being grounded from the computer in a couple of weeks, they will be clamoring for computer time to play games. I was checking up on e-mail the other day when a problem with one of the kids came up. While I was tending to that, the computer was taken over by another. C'est la vie! At least in this house.
I'm still way behind in reading my mail. But, if I don't get this written and
up before the others get home...I won't get it online until who knows when.
Boy, I'd love to have a computer of my own. (If I ever get my back pay, it
might become possible.
My son sleeps on the bottom bunk. I often find myself kneeling at his bedside as I tuck him in...sometimes, that's even after he's asleep. We are blessed with great air conditioning that keeps the house comfortable during the day and cool at night. As the room gets cooler, I go into my son's room and kneel by the bed as I pull his teddy bear blanket up around him. As I kneel there, I am struck by how tall this child of mine is getting. And I pray. I pray that he will grow up healthy, strong, and that he will love the Lord. I pray that he will be a righteous man. And a man who knows how to love. That he'll do work that keeps him satisfied and happy. I pray that he will find a woman to love who is just right for him and that she will return his love. I pray that he will live up to his potential. I look at him and my heart fills with such love that I think I will burst. I caress his cheek and sometimes I lean over and kiss his cheek before I leave.
I worry about the big things...but, I also worry about the little things.
Like how can I get him to read to me more often. Will he ever stop hitting
the other kids when he perceives that he's been done an injustice? Am I
providing an environment that nutures him?
What I've finished reading in the past couple of days: Michael Crichton's Disclosure and Jim Davis' Garfield tips the scales. BACK HOME NEXT  |