Even the moles.
I never really appreciated having moles. There were times I even questioned why I had so many of them. The flat ones, they're okay, they don't bug me. But the ones that grow, those are the kind I'd rather not dot my skin. I've had to go under the knife to remove them twice already. And that's one too many for me!
Roo, however, made me see things differently. The other day, I was still snuggling in bed when he jumped out of bed, and knelt down alone for his morning prayer.
"Dear Jesus, thank you for the beautiful world. Thank you for my mommy's mole. Thank you for being in my heart today. Amen."
He thanked God for my mole! Not just any mole on me, the real mole, he would say. All the others he calls my pretend moles. The mole he's grateful for is that tiny black protusion on my left upper arm. His source of comfort. When he's sad, or distressed, upset, or frustrated, he comes to me, cuddles and taps the mole until he feels better. He also loves falling asleep cuddled right next to the mole. Many times he exclaims, "I love your mole, mommy!"
God must have smiled as He carefully molded the tiny black spot that was to comfort and soothe my son. He must have enjoyed warm thoughts while He placed that mole on of my arm, knowing the peace and love my little boy would feel as he touches my mole.
God, I praise You, for I am fearfully and wonderfully made;
Marvelous are Your works, and that my soul knows very well.
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and thank God for the little children He gifted us with that makes us change the way we view ourselves and the world.
happy mommy's day, ia!
Amen to that Haze! We really are not the same people we used to be because of these precious blessings from above!
Happy Mother's Day to you too!
That's just so sweet. Children can make us see things in a whole new light.
I love this post. I have lots of moles too, but most of them are more like freckles. My mom used to call them "beauty marks." There are a couple I'd like to get rid of but last time the doctor tried, I almost passed out. Since then I've become a little less vain, and it's nice to remember that our children love us just the way we are :-)
Rach, I am so thankful for my little Roo! God is so GOOD! He gave us these little ones who make us appreciate who we are, and see the world with its oh-so-many colors!
Hello Jenny! Our children do love us just the way we are, mole and all, sweet or cranky :D
Many of my friends have asked me why I had to have my 'beauty mark' on my face removed. It was mostly because my son kept playing with it, and sometimes it hurt, I got scared and thought I'd better have it removed before it gets infected.
Yup, the mole removal surgery is a little scary, I don't blame you for passing out! It helped I guess that I was in the operating room, and that they covered my eyes, so I didn't really see anything, nor felt any pain because of the anesthesia.
little roo's beautiful prayer brought tears to my eyes. i pray i dont lose the ability to be a child again to see how beautiful the world around me is.
thank you for sharing :)
Hi Anne! That prayer made me teary-eyed too! You should hear him say "beeeauTI-ful", and you won't need any more convincing that the world is really beautiful!
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