Sharing tea with children is just one more tangible way of offering the gift of our time and our attention, sharing ourselves and passing on what we've learned. -Emile Barnes, If Teacups Could Talk 
This morning I woke up and decided we were going to have a spring party. Today we are just going to enjoy each other. We worked away together everyone doing something. The older ones working together to bake a cake. Littles with sticky grubby hands licking what they could get from the batter covered bowls and spoons. Natalie set the table with flowers and tea cups and her own creative touches.
It's been heavy on my heart to make sure these seven children knew with out a doubt that they are one of the most important relationships aside from Jesus and Chris in my life. That 100% percent they are gifts that I 100% don't deserve.
The truth is I'm broken... I have a broken heart. Being here in this place rips your eyes wide open. Open to everything - everything you have- the amazing wonder of the Grace of Jesus poured out in your life. And all you see in this sinful heart - this heart that all you can offer is filthy rags. There laughter brings a balm to my soul - Natalie's eye's light up like a fire with gasoline pored on as she tells her story with much animation. Choking on her tea as her laughter spills out her belly. Soon we all are laughing as not one of us can understand a word she is saying.
2 comments:
Looks like a wonderful time was had by all! I think I will have to do that with my boys this week. Even if some are a bit older!
I am SO stealing this idea. Looks like a ton of fun!
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