Heaven's Very Special Child
(Author Unknown)
A meeting was held quite far from earth.
'It's time again for another birth'
Said the Angels to the Lord above,
'This special child will need much love.
His progress may seem very slow,
Accomplishments he may not show,
And he'll require some extra care,
From the folks he meets way down there.
He may not run or laugh or play,
His thoughts may seem quite far away,
In many ways he won't adapt,
And he'll be known as handicapped.
So let's be careful where he's sent,
We want his life to be content.
Please, Lord, find the parents who
Will do a special job for You.
They will not realize right away,
The leading role they're asked to play,
But with this child sent from above,
Comes stronger faith and richer love.
And soon they'll know the privilege given,
In caring for this gift from Heaven,
Their precious charge, so meek and mild,
Is Heaven's very Special Child.'
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Hand Prints On the Wall
(Author Unknown)
One day as I was picking
the toys up off the floor,
I noticed a small hand print
on the wall beside the door.
I knew that it was something
that I'd seen most every day,
but this time when I saw it there
I wanted it to stay.
Then tears welled up inside my eyes,
I knew it wouldn't last
for every mother knows
her children grow up way too fast.
Just then I put my chores aside
and held my children tight.
I sang to them sweet lullabies
and rocked into the night.
Sometimes we take for granted,
all those things that seem so small.
Like one of God's great treasures...
A small hand print on the wall.
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Send Your Children To Bed With a Kiss
(Author Unknown)
Oh, mothers, so weary, discouraged,
Worn out with the cares of the day,
You often grow cross and impatient,
Complain of the noise and the play.
For the day brings many vexations,
So many things go amiss.
But, mothers, whatever may vex you,
Send the children to bed with a kiss
The dear little feet often wander,
Perhaps from the pathways of right.
The dear little hands find new mischief
To try you from morning 'til night.
But think of the desolate mothers
Who'd give all the world for your bliss.
And as thanks for your infinite blessings,
Send the children to bed with a kiss.
For someday their noise will not vex you.
The silence will hurt you far more.
You will long for the sweet childish voices,
For a sweet childish face at the door.
And to press a child's face to your bosom,
You'd give all the world just for this.
For the comfort t'will give you in sorrow,
Send the children to bed with a kiss.
It's easy to be thankful for the good things.
A life of rich fulfillment comes to those who
are also thankful for the setbacks.
Gratitude can turn a negative into a positive.
Find a way to be thankful for your troubles,
and they can become your blessings
If a Child Lives with Criticism
-Dorothy L. Nolte
If children live with criticism, they learn to condemn.
If children live with hostility, they learn to fight.
If children live with fear, they learn to be apprehensive.
If children live with pity, they learn to feel sorry for themselves.
If children live with ridicule, they learn to be shy.
If children live with jealousy, they learn what envy is.
If children live with shame, they learn to feel guilty.
If children live with tolerance, they learn to be patient.
If children live with encouragement, they learn to be confident.
If children live with praise, they learn to appreciate.
If children live with approval, they learn to like themselves.
If children live with acceptance, they learn to find love in the world.
If children live with recognition, they learn to have a goal.
If children live with sharing, they learn to be generous.
If children live with honesty and fairness, they learn what truth and
justice are.
If children live with security, they learn to have faith in themselves
and in those around them.
If children live with friendliness, they learn that the world is a nice
place in which to live.
If children live with serenity, they learn to have peace of mind.
With what are your children living?
My Baby Boy and Me
(Author Unknown)
It's three AM, they're all asleep,
and no-one's here to see.
As we rock slowly back and forth,
My baby boy and me.
His little hand is feather light
Tucked up against my chin.
I hold his tiny hand in mine,
and stroke his baby skin.
The house about us creaks and groans,
The clock hands creep around.
He snuggles closer to me still,
And makes his baby sounds.
I love these quiet hours so much,
And cherish every one.
Store memories up inside my heart
For lonely nights to come.
All too soon he'll be grown up,
His need for mama gone.
But until then I still have time
For kisses and for song.
Time for quiet hours like this
With him cuddled in my arms,
Where I wish he'd always stay
Protected, safe and warm.
And yet I know the day will come
When his tiny little hand,
will be bigger than my own.
He'll grow to be a man.
But until then he's mine to love
With no one here to see.
As we rock slowly back and forth,
My baby boy and me.
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Mother of Boys
(Author Unknown)
Shoes in the kitchen, jeans on the floor
Basketballs lying at the back door
Living room carpet shows signs of wear
The fridge and the cupboards are constantly bare.
The toilet seat's up, it's stuck that way
The sports on TV blare all day
Racetracks, footballs, all kinds of toys
How did you guess, I'm the mother of boys.
This is a Home Where Children Live
Judith Bond
You may not find things all in place,
Friend, when you enter here.
But, we're a home where children live,
We hold them very dear.
And you may find small fingerprints
And smudges on the wall.
When the kids are gone, we'll clean them up,
Right now we're playing ball.
For there's one thing of which we're sure,
These children are on loan.
One day they're always underfoot,
Next thing you know, they're gone.
That's when we'll have a well kept house,
When they're off on their own.
Right now, this is where children live,
A loved and lived in home.
If I Had my Child to Raise Over Again
-Diane Loomans
If I had my child to raise over again
I'd build self-esteem first and the house later
I'd finger paint more and point the finger less
I would do less correcting and more connecting
I'd take my eyes off my watch and watch with my eyes
I would care to know less and know to care more
I'd take more hikes and fly more kites
I'd stop playing serious and seriously play
I would run through more fields and gaze at more stars
I'd do more hugging and less tugging
I'd see the oak tree in the acorn more often
I would be firm less often and affirm much more
I'd model less about the love of power
And more about the power of love.
Mommy Brain
- copyright 1998 Carlotta Eike Stankiewicz
If you've left the crayons to melt in the car,
And forgotten just where the car keys are,
There's a perfectly good way to explain:
You see, you've come down with "Mommy Brain."
When you're not sure where the past 8 hours went,
Or whether the phone bill check's been sent,
If you've left the laundry drying in the rain,
It's just--you guessed it--Mommy Brain.
If you find yourself chatting for hours on end
About diaper prices with your cyberfriends,
You've just caught a particularly virulent strain
Of that affliction known as Mommy Brain.
If you left your bags at the grocery store
Or completely forgot what you went there for,
If you called the cat by your baby's name,
You can bet that Mommy Brain's to blame.
And if you know the words to "Goodnight Moon" by heart,
Or you study your sleeping babe like a work of art,
If you're always surprised by how time is flying,
And the thought of that first birthday starts you crying.....
It's unavoidable girls, and I feel your pain,
For I, too, suffer from Mommy Brain.
But I'll admit one thing--of this I'm sure:
I hope they never find a cure.
Lord, Help Me to Build a Healthy Child
by Audrey Jeanne Roberts
For it is easier to build a child then to repair an adult.
Help me praise more than criticize, encourage more than nag,
Discipline, not punish, and model good behavior
rather than simple demand it.
Help me break the habit of automatically saying “No”,
when I could just as easily say “Yes,” and to remember a hug
given before it’s asked for is ten times more valuable!
Help me ask myself, “Will this matter in 20 years?”
Then enable me to let go of those things that won’t, so I can
Have the energy for those that will.
Help me earn their respect as I lead a life consistent
with the principles I value. Lord, give me the courage to teach
them right from wrong and help them discover their
own special destinies.
Help me to freely join in their silliness, share in their
laughter, delight in their joys and keep their confidences.
Remind me daily to draw upon your strength to heal their
wounds and comfort their sorrows.
Most of all, Lord, help me really listen for the hidden
thoughts and needs that often lie behind their requests and
give me the key to their heart that it may be
opened wide to all life’s wonders and possibilities.
Mother and Child
Art Print
Leighton,...
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Beatitudes For the Home
- Author Unknown
BLESSED are the husband and wife who continue to be affectionate and
considerate, loving after the wedding bells have ceased ringing.
BLESSED are the husband and wife who are as polite and courteous to one
another as they are to their friends.
BLESSED are they who have a sense of humor, for this attribute will be a
handy shock absorber.
BLESSED are they who love their mates more than any other person in the
world and who joyfully fulfill their marriage vows of lifetime of
fidelity and mutual helpfulness to one another.
BLESSED are they who attain parenthood, for children are a heritage of
the Lord.
BLESSED are they who remember to thank God for their food before they
partake of it, and who set apart some time each day for the reading of
the Bible and for prayer.
BLESSED are those mates who never speak loudly to one another and who
make their home a place where "seldom is heard a discouraging word".
BLESSED are the husband and wife who faithfully attend the worship
service of the church and who work together in the church for the
advancement of Christ's Kingdom.
BLESSED are the husband and wife who can work out problems of
adjustments without interference from relatives.
BLESSED is the couple who has a complete understanding about financial
matters and who has worked out a perfect partnership with all money
under the control of both.
BLESSED are the husband and wife who humbly dedicate their lives and
their home to Christ and who practice the teachings of Christ in the
home by being unselfish, loyal, and loving.
