Malita and I are slowly growing comfortable with putting Campbell into the cradle roll class at church. She's still such a handful, but it will happen soon. Until then she goes with us to our class and I am of course distracted. She cries, gets hungry, needs to be changed, and smiles her beautiful smile. How can that face not be distracting?
I may not be giving my full attention while in Bible study, but through my five year old son and new baby-girl, God is teaching me more about patience, fatherhood, manhood, and His love for me than all the sermons in the world. I know what 1 John 3:1 means when it reads, "How great is the love the Father has lavished on us, that we should be called children of God! And that is what we are!"
I am truly humbled when I think of my love for my children and how much God must love me. What it took for Him to give His son is immeasurable. I just hope that through mine and Malita's love and guidance, we will be able to give our children to God as lifelong servants. This is what children need more these days than anything: The knowledge that they are loved by their parents and that they serve a God who loves them. This will get them through even the deepest of struggles and there are plenty out there for them to handle.
