Wednesday, August 18, 2010


Every day they run.

Around the house.

Around the yard.

Around my mind.

I love them both so much. They are my boys.
Sometimes they get along, sometimes they don't.
But for the most part they do.

My Love for them comes naturally.
Their love for me doesn't.
Their love for eachother doesn't
I have to teach them how to love

That is a scary job

How do you teach someone how to love, when I myself am so imperfect at it?

I often remind myself of my boys.
Everyday I run too.
From my Daddy
Yet He loves me so naturally
and It doesn't come like that for me
I have to learn from Him how to love.

So as I learn to love, I then learn how to teach my boys how to love Him, to love me, to love eachother.

Thanks Dad is heaven for showing me how.

I love You.

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  1. oh i love this post. i have three little boys, and the love i have for them is nothing like my Abba has for me. i wish i could love him back the way he loves me, you know?! but then i get glimpses of it, when i feed his little sheep, my babies.

  2. several posts today about kids...have two boys myself...and i think God gave them to me more to teach me than i them at times...smiles.

    my imperfect prose

  3. oh melissa.... you love well. and i love you. this is beautiful.

    i'm so glad we can meet this way, every thursday, over prose and imperfections...

    and i love the photos in your side bar. miss you, girl. thanks so much for linking. xo

  4. as the mommy of two boys, I totally relate to this. It's hard work!