I've blogged several times already about how I am a spoiled child of the King. Not that I am not disciplined. Oh I am. Trust me. But I am truly spoiled by the love He lavishes on me. And it's usually in the little things that catch me off guard. A sunset that defies imagination . . . the gentility of a lady bug crawling across my windowsill. This weekend, it was in the simple story about one of "my kids".
Saturday, I had a movie date night with Eli and Josiah. Movie date nights have become times when the boys know that Awa is coming over and that means it's Star Wars night. I can't tell you how many times we're watched episodes 4-6 over the past year. But it's our thing. I enjoy Star Wars and the boys know it. So we plan the whole evening around it. We have to make sure we plan everything (bath or shower, eating dinner, everything) around being able to watch an ENTIRE movie. This weekend was no different. The boys knew we had to plan the evening. So they came up with their plan of action and execution began! Jon and Suzanne came home just as I was putting the eldest Rushing child to bed which meant the youngest was already in bed hopefully on his way to dreamland very soon. So I was the last person he saw before he went to sleep with the assurance that Momma and Daddy would be home soon and be there when he woke up in the morning. This is the part where God just makes me smile. Suzanne said when Josiah woke up the next morning, the first thing out of his mouth... A-a-a-a-w-w-a-a-a-a. He thought I was still there and wanted me to know he was awake. That right there, even now, makes me smile.
God didn't have to give me children to fill that desire in my life. But He lavished friends in my life that allow me to love their kiddos as if they are my own. Thank you for the honor.
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