"MINE !"

I came across a writing I wrote for my daughter, her husband and their precious son. I miss my daughter and her family who lives across the country in California. Family is a treasure. It is a gift. God gave us our children, to raise, to share, to bring up for Him. And although He let us borrow them for our lifetime...they were always His. 
How sweet the vison of God looking at us and saying about us, "Mine !". 

MINE

Parents look into their new baby's eyes for the very first time, smelled the skin of  the tiny newborn, counted each finger and toe and knew for the first time.."This is mine"

"It's up to me  to protect you, to make you feel secure, to feed you, to hold you when you cry." The baby doesn't know yet that he trusts you, depends on you but most of all he loves you. Their instinct tells them " they are mine" And that bond grows through the years, even through difficult days, skinned knees, first loves, and first break ups. Parents learn to depend on their child too for reassurance that just maybe they did something right. Children need to hear praise, too, for the task they attempted and succeeded in. They have so much in common, the ones we call " Mine"

  Then comes a day when that all grown up child finds some one else to call "Mine'. But now its more like ..."Mine..all Mine'.  One day they will decide to take what was "theirs" to have and to hold from this day forward. He will protect her with shelter and she will make sure he is fed. He or she can not imagine a love greater than this. Until they have the awesome pleasure of looking into the eyes of the infant they will call "Mine ". and the cycle will begin again. blessed. Loved. Treasured and "Mine"

May God bless you with the love...that once was 'MINE' and share it with each other. I freely give  it to you. I love you... grown up child of mine.

To :Michelle, Tony and Sean, I love you, Mom 

John 1:12-13
“To all who did receive Him, to those who believed in His name, He gave the right to become children of God – children born not of natural descent, nor of human decision or a husband’s will, but born of God.”