If you haven’t heard, Steven Curtis Chapman’s 5 year old daughter was accidentally run over and killed on May 21. Please be in prayer for this family.

Not long ago, after trying to rush through a bath time with his young daughters, he wrote a song called “Cinderella”. You can hear the song by clicking here. Please listen after the song finishes as Steven tells why he wrote the song.

We have just a short moment in time with our children so “make the most of every opportunity you have for doing good.” (Ephesians 5:16)

Jesus set the example for valuing time spent with children: Then Jesus took the children into his arms and placed his hands on their heads and blessed them. (Mark 10:16) But Jesus said, “Let the children come to me. Don’t stop them! For the Kingdom of Heaven belongs to such as these.” Matthew 19:14

I pray for you lots of time to snuggle and read with your little ones, hours of family playtime, and many opportunities to teach your children.

Building Memories

by Sandra D. Romans

So much to do – I have not time

To listen now, I say,

And hurry back to the chores

That always fills my day.

No time to listen? A small voice

Seemed to whisper in my ear…

Soon your little ones will be gone

And you’ll wish to hold them near.

I left my broom – the chores undone

And found them under the apple tree.

I held them close and listened while

Their love and we built a memory.

I was blessed by God and my husband to be a stay-at-home mom until the last of my four children started college.

If you are a stay-at-home mom, remember you are never “just” a mom. According to Psalm 113:9 “…God makes you to be a joyful mother of children. Praise the Lord!”

Have a Happy Mother’s Day!!

I received this forward recently.

Just A Mom??

A woman, renewing her driver’s license at the County Clerk ‘s office, was
asked by the woman recorder to state her occupation.She hesitated, uncertain how to classify herself.

“What I mean is,” explained the recorder, “do you have a job or are you just a
…?”

“Of course I have a job,” snapped the woman.

“I’m a Mom.”

“We don’t list ‘Mom’ as an occupation,
‘housewife’ covers it,”
Said the recorder emphatically.

I forgot all about her story until one day I found myself in the same situation, this time at our own Town Hall.
The Clerk was obviously a career woman, poised, efficient, and possessed of a high sounding title like,

“Official Interrogator” or “Town Registrar.”“What is your occupation?” she probed.

What made me say it? I do not know.

The words simply popped out.
“I’m a Research Associate in the field of Child Development and Human Relations.”The clerk paused, ball-point pen frozen in midair and looked up as though she had not heard right.

I repeated the title slowly emphasizing the most significant

words.
Then I stared with wonder as my pronouncement was written, in bold, black ink on the official questionnaire.“Might I ask,” said the clerk with new interest,

“just what you do in your field?”Coolly, without any trace of fluster in my voice,

I heard myself reply,

“I have a continuing program of research, (what mother doesn’t) In the laboratory and in the field,

(normally I would have said indoors and out).
I’m working for my Masters,

(first the Lord and then the whole family)

and already have four credits (all daughters).
Of course, the job is one of the most demanding in the humanities, (any mother care to disagree?) and I often work 14 hours a day, (24 is more like it).
But the job is more challenging than most run-of-the-mill careers and the rewards are more of a satisfaction rather than just money.”There was an increasing note of respect in the clerk’s voice as she completed the form, stood up, and personally ushered me to the door.

As I drove into our driveway, buoyed up by my glamorous new career, I was greeted by my lab assistants —

ages 13, 7, and 3
Upstairs I could hear our new experimental model,

(a 6 month old baby) in the child development program, testing out a new vocal pattern.
I felt I had scored a beat on bureaucracy!
And I had gone on the official records as someone more distinguished and indispensable to mankind than

“just another Mom.” Motherhood!What a glorious career!
Especially when there’s a title on the door

Does this make grandmothers
“Senior Research associates in the field of Child Development and Human
Relations”

And great grandmothers
“Executive Senior Research Associates?”
I think so!!!

I also think it makes Aunts
“Associate Research Assistants.”

Building Memories

A woman, renewing her driver’s license at the County Clerk ‘s office, was asked by the woman recorder to state her occupation.She hesitated, uncertain how to classify herself.

“Official Interrogator” or “Town Registrar.”“What is your occupation?” she probed.

The words simply popped out. “I’m a Research Associate in the field of Child Development and Human Relations.”The clerk paused, ball-point pen frozen in midair and looked up as though she had not heard right.

words. Then I stared with wonder as my pronouncement was written, in bold, black ink on the official questionnaire.“Might I ask,” said the clerk with new interest,