PRECIOUS MOMENTS
The following poem is written by a dear friend of mine, Val Halloran. She says: “I wrote this when I was mothering the little people referred to in this poem. Now, in what seems to be a blink of an eye, those "little people" are parenting their own little people. To those in the throws of raising children, savor these precious moments.”
I have some little people with fine hair and rosy cheeks,
They giggle and they squeal quite as often as they speak.
They climb on me each morning and chase me through the day,
Asking lots of questions and begging me to play.
It's easy to get busy with the things I need to do,
Forgetting that their playful days are fleeting and too few.
O Lord, please help me notice what's important and what's not,
To cherish precious moments and to mother as I ought.
Please keep me from distractions that would rob me of the joy
That you have planned to give me through my precious girls and boys.
Help me teach them of Your ways, this is my highest aim,
I long to see my children live to glorify Your name.
O help me be the model that would draw them to Your throne,
Let me make for them a haven that would turn their hearts to home,
And in these fast and fleeting years, please help me not to miss
The treasure that you give me in each cuddle and each kiss.
Please give to me a child's heart, to see the way they see,
To savor every moment with these ones so dear to me
That when I 'm old and looking back at every blessed year
I will rejoice that I was there to share each joy and tear.
C 1998 Val Halloran Music That Encourages the Heart www.valhalloran.com
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