My 3-year-old, Billy Wayde and 10-year-old, Asa, are best friends, even though they have only known each other for seven months.
Their kind of attachment brings many "taking it out on each other moments." After being disciplined due to one of these oh-so-precious moments, he said, "I think I need to go pray."
As he wiggled his way into the chair that I tossed in his closet due to lack of space, I was in awe. He was sitting in his father's rocking chair, praying to his Father for love, patience, and forgiveness.
Though it was hard to leave him, I snapped a pic and walked out, leaving it between he and God. I've always said that I would never invade the private conversations my children and husband have with their Creator.
But, it did make me stop and think. Why did he go to the chair in his closed closet? I told the story to my mom and she said, "Hasn't he seen you in your closet?" Tears fell down my face as I thought, "Yes, but not enough."
As the close of Christmas 2017 approaches it makes me think - what are my children seeing from their Mama? Are they seeing me wrapped up in lights, presents, and tradition? Or are they seeing me wrapped up in Jesus? Do they see a servant like Jesus or one seeking more stuff for their castle?
"For even the Son of Man did not come to be served, but to serve and to give his life as a ransom for many.” -Mark 10:45
Victoria is a wife, mom, ambassador of Jesus, and a lover of all things that involve learning.