Saturday, September 20, 2008

A House Full, A Heart Full

It is Saturday afternoon, my husband is taking a nap, my children are playing together on the floor--Lilly and Luke are playing with toy trucks, telling some elaborate story; Esther is content just to be near them, she is playing with a broken necklace of mine. I was just thinking how very pleasant my life is right now. I love having a house full of children. It is interesting to me that three children can feel like a fulness--somehow one or two never did. I know my mother thinks anything less than eight is an empty nest (she is down to two at home now, and is very lonesome...) But right now three is just right.
I am so happy to be living the life I always hoped for. From the time I was little I looked forward to having a family of my own. My sister and I used to talk about how we were going to have 50 children each and both live in the house we grew up in (3 bedrooms and 1 bath, by the way--obviously we weren't concerned about the logistics!).
Honestly, inadequate as I feel at times, I love having the opportunityto raise a family of my own. I am so grateful for a loving and supportive husband who truly strives to lead our family righteously. It's not politically correct--I am supposed to be out seeking personal fulfillment and contributing to the world through some prestigious career. Um, what could possibly more fulfilling, or a greater contribution to the world, than rearing the next generation? It's hard work--all worthwhile things require sacrifice. But it is good work.

1 comment:

Kelley said...

Hear hear. Excellent post, once again.