Spread love everywhere you go: first of all in your own house. Give love to your children, to your wife or husband, to a next door neighbor... Let no one ever come to you without leaving better and happier. Be the living expression of God's kindness; kindness in your face, kindness in your eyes, kindness in your smile, kindness in your warm greeting.
Mother Teresa

Tuesday, March 22, 2011

first times

It happened last night. Our first Quynh accident. A little one in the scheme of things....but oh, how it hurt.

And Hurt Daddy worse than Quynh...cause he was her protector, and he messed up. Isn't that just the way of parenting...

I have vowed to take the "hurry up" out of spring break and savor the little spots like a good butter cream mint. So, a walk and picture shoot with our pups seemed like a great late dusk "wrapper up" to the day. Both girls were stoked about it., and our sturdy jogging stroller has just been awaiting it's first spring eve walk.

We are a buckle up family...for everything! Not even 30 seconds in a booster seat without a buckle up. Its an OCD rule. But, we humans make mistakes, and Daddy didn't buckle up his girl...his little strong gal that insisted on holding the leash to our rambunctious "Chase" as they walked. She comfortably reclined deeply in her jog stroller.

Isn't it fun to just watch kids...they take it all in...the stuff growing in the cracks of the sidewalk, the new growth on the tree, the first stars popping out to say hi...

Until they were interrupted by a curious Chase that pulled the reigns a bit too hard and out tousled
Quynh, arms flying to catch herself before a nose splash into the sidewalk. Tears , bloody nose, cut finger...the whole works, unfortunately not easily fixed with a band aid and a kiss...No stitches, but plenty o' bad scrapes.

She is better today...determined as ever, showing off the wounds of her adventure to all who will listen to the story.

Isn't it much like our walk with Jesus...

He allows us the freedom to live in a world that contains risks.
Despite our best attempts, we will make mistakes, or others will make mistakes that affect us..
And just like a human dad, only more so, He is hurting for us more than we are hurting...though sometimes it doesn't feel that way.

We know
Quynh will heal.
We will do better next time.
Though this will fade as a memory, it will be a little part of Q's past, and we hope what she remembers about it is...COMFORT AND LOVE
That in her pain, her daddy was there, holding her, crying with her,

That's the take away for me....

the sweet beginnings of springtime evenings

eager for a nice chillin' walk...

it's ok, daddy and chase, i forgive you...

we'll do better next time.

let's call it a day...

1 comment:

Jennifer Taylor said...

Poor sweet Quynh! I just love the last pictures where she is laying on Marvin and he is holding her hands as she walks in the house. I love her strength. She is so inspiring to all of us!