Happy Valentine's Day MOPs Mommas!!
I hope you all had a day filled with fun and quality time with the one you love =)
I am going to try to be posting more blogs on here for us with recaps from the meetings, resources, and guest speakers. I am super excited to announce that we have Mentor Moms willing to do some guest blogs for us! Our mentor moms have been there in the trenches we are in and are full of wisdom for how to survive the journey. So without further ado, Christie Dee has written this week's guest blog and it is an awesome reminder of Christ's love for us, appropriate for Valentine's Day right? ;-)
A Piece of My Blankie
By Christie Dee, MOPS Mentor Mom
Note: I wrote this story 11 years ago when I was
still a mother of a preschooler. It’s
still one of my favorite memories of my kids’ younger years. It’s so beautiful how God speaks to us
through our children’s actions. I know
we are working on training our children in the Lord but God also uses our
children to speak to us. Keep your eyes
open to what He is saying to you through your kiddos.
Recently, there was a happening in our household that I find
worthy of sharing. Four-year-old Emily,
the youngest of our four, was quite distraught because her “blankie” was
missing. It had been gone for several
days. She had survived without it
because she was still sleeping in her own bed, with her own pillow – all the
other comforts of home were still there.
Her increased level of concern this day came because our family of six
was going two separate ways for the weekend.
She would be joining her dad and brother for a ski trip in the
mountains, while her two older sisters would be with me at a Bible Quizzing
competition. The whole family searched
high and low for the treasure – a small, faded-yellow cotton rectangle with
plaid trim, holes and stains.
Emily’s nine-year-old sister Hannah, also a “blankie lover,”
joined in the hunt. Over the course of
her childhood she too had had missing blankies, destroyed blankies, and other
blankie traumas. In short, she could
identify with her sister’s affliction.
As it became clear that Emily would have to spend the weekend (and maybe
the rest of her life) without her yellow friend, Hannah did something that will
forever remain in my memory. She began
rummaging through her already-packed suitcase, pulled out her beloved blankie –
a larger rectangle made out of a similar cotton fabric, this one white with
animals covering it. She then grabbed a
pair of scissors and began cutting of a piece of her cherished blankie and
handed it to her little sister. “I’m
giving you a piece of my blankie,” she said matter of factly. Emily cuddled the scrap of fabric to her
cheek, said her obligatory “thank you” and off she went as if nothing had ever
been wrong.
To my two daughters, this happening was just one of many in
the fabric of their lives. But as for
me, it touched my heart so deeply that I have pondering it and its significance
for days. We all have things in our
lives that provide us comfort and security.
Tangible or intangible, they are precious to us – a part of who we are. At times in our lives, others need what we
have just as much as we do. Our job is
to be willing to give – whether it’s a word of encouragement because we’ve been
through something similar, a sum of money, our time, our house, our talents and
even our “blankie.” Hannah saw a need
that she could identify with. She had
the resources to fill that need, so she did.
It is simple, yet profound – an example of sacrificial giving at its
best. Hannah probably noticed the
“smallness” of her three-quarter blankie for a few days, but pretty soon it was
sufficient.
Sometimes other peoples’ needs are an inconvenience for
us. Hannah didn’t wake up that morning
desiring to cut off a piece of her beloved blankie. But when the situation presented itself, she
was there. Emily’s need provided an opportunity for Hannah to do a beautiful
act of kindness. It was someone else’s’
need that brought out something good in her.
God of course has set the ultimate example of sacrificial
giving. He literally gave a piece of
himself to us through his son Jesus so that we might have life, comfort, and
security. We can never repay this
gift. But through our “pieces” of
giving, we honor the Lord and show ourselves to be becoming more like Him. Emily’s yellow faded blanket was found a week
later, hiding in the kitchen candy drawer.
Its reappearance paled in comparison to the precious act of giving that
had taken place a few days earlier. Now
Emily has a yellow faded blanket and
a piece of her sister’s white animal blankie to cuddle. And I have a precious example of how I should
live my life.
Thank you Christie!!!
Reminders:
Reminders:
THIS Tuesday 2/17/16- MOPs Movie Playdate 9:30-11:30 @ Calvary Bible Church Erie
THIS Thursday 2/18/16- Freezer meal workshop 7pm @ Allie's house
Tuesday 2/23/26- MOPs Tuesday!! **We will be talking about keeping our kids safe. This may be a hard topic for some so please be praying over this meeting**
love this Christie! And it's pretty neat to think that four year old Emily is now watching my four year old Autumn;). Time flies! A reminder to treasure this time:).
ReplyDeleteSo true Sarah!
ReplyDeleteGreat story Christie. I love how the small piece was enough for Emily. Says a lot about her too. Oh . . . And. . . You have a CANDY DRAWER???
ReplyDeleteLOL! A Candy Drawer is sort of like a "Junk Drawer" except full of the unwanted miscellaneous candy that is no one's favorite:)
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