Whispers

Quick! Listen closely....hear the whispers of children growing, a moment passing, words of love on the wind. Listen to the whisper of laughter, get caught up in the joy of time moving.....around and around we go.
All around me, whispers abound. If I stand still enough perhaps I'll "see" them happen.....revel in the sound of girls giggling, dog barking and the wind blowing. I'll hear my husband say he loves me.....without him saying a word.
It has occured to me that I let to many things get in the way of "hearing". Too busy, too tired, too bored. Too hurried.....
Already one of the girls is 21....another will be 18 in September. Seems like it can't be possible. They're just kids....right?? Not so much. One is forging her own life, moving along. Growing and learning and allowing (finally) God to unfold His plan for her. Another is learning how to be an adult, slowly and sometimes painfully.(for us) Not far behind are the 16 and 14 year old girls. Sigh....too fast, too soon.
Everyday, another moment passes. I have my last "first".....whatever Harley does for the first time. Instead, I have firsts with our 21 year old. She had her first drink. Not sanctioned by mom, but STILL....it was her first. There is something wrong with your child being able to drink legally. As a parent, I think we should outlaw it. (little soap box)
Truly though, we have such a small amount of time to enjoy it. The whispers get louder, the years get shorter and time moves along. And the whole time there is a mighty whisper across my heart. One that reminds me that I do not do what I do for myself. That I do it for Him. He has been so gracious to allow me to mother these girls, to love them for now and to raise them up. He created each one with a purpose and a hope. With joy, He whispers into their hearts. With love, He plans each step. With promise, He unfolds His plan and snuggles them close. His whisper is the one I crave, the one I cry for and the one that shakes me to the core. I close my eyes and revel....stand still and listen.


Don't move.....don't talk.....just listen for the whispers: laughter, love, joy and promise....hope