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Kisses...

Today it seems that all I long to do is kiss the necks of my sweetest, littlest ninjas. I've held each one at different times today so close to my chest where I can simply bow my head and be nuzzled in their necks, closing my eyes as I soaking in the scent of pure, sweet skin and feeling their softness. For minutes at a time I just kiss them while I'm there. Neither of them cared, but returned the love by lowing their heads on my shoulder and simply being still. Being still....not very common for babies, toddlers or any kid for that matter. And for those few moments my heart was in heaven as I whispered a prayer never to forget this time, their feel, these hugs...these kisses.
My mind switched to God and how He must see us. Since we are "made in His image", then I know if I adore holding my little one next to me and mercilessly showering them with kisses, so must He. No one was hurt needing a Mommy's kiss to make it better, and no one was forced into submission as I planted a kiss on them they were pretending not to want. Both of us wanted the love. I realize how neat it is that God wants to love on me even when I'm not going through a hard trial. He wants to shower me with love, but am I still enough? When He is loving on me, am I still enough to receive it? It leads me down a whole knew dimension on the verse "be still and know that I am God".
I don't know, maybe I'm just hormonal and seeing a kitten purr up to a crocodile right now would send me into a whirlwind of tears while finding a spiritual revelation in the moment. But I'd like to think not. So for what its worth, here it is...my two cents.
~M

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  1. UnknownJanuary 8, 2014 at 4:30 PM

    <3 well said sis.

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  2. FreyaJanuary 9, 2014 at 12:19 AM

    Beautiful Misti - can't wait to experience the same with my little one this year. ;)

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