When my husband and I decided to begin our family journey we didn't waste any time. We had our first son a year and a half after we were married then 2 years later we had our next little guy. My inexperience lacked the preparation for what 2 boys would bring but we love to relive the many stories that they have created through the years. 2 years later we had our first little girl. This is where I began to see what was possible through the eyes of a child.
At this point in our marriage my husband had a travelling job. I was a little selfish and only saw how hard it was for me. While I was in the midst of this "woe is me" moment I took myself and the three children to church. Of course we got there late and I was exhausted. As we gathered ourselves outside the chapel I finely had a moment to sit when my littlest boy came up to me and asked me to help him get a drink out of the water fountain. "Really..." I thought, "I just sat down!" I selfishly told him he was going to have to wait. I watched those sad eyes work through what I had just said. He turned to his brother and found comfort as my older son told him he could help. I watched as they walked over to the fountain together. It was at this moment that my oldest son got down on his hands and knees. My other son stepped up on his back now able to quench his thirst. He stepped down from the fountain and then got on his hands an knees; my oldest son then stepped up to get a drink himself.
What a lesson I learned that day. If we could all take the time to see when we need to give someone a boost we would all benefit from that service. Children have a way of seeing things differently than adults and sometimes we don't give them the credit that we should. The sweetness of that moment I will treasure always.
