It's a Good Thing I Love You

There are a few phrases on repeat in my parenting. Words I catch myself saying over and over to my kids. Like, “Look at me and listen” and “Buck up.”

And “It’s a good thing I love you.”

Often I’ll be looking into the face of one of my children and the only words that seem to do the moment justice are, “It’s a good thing I love you.”

Because I have your poop on my shirt.

Because I’ve already read this book to you nineteen times this morning.

Because I had other plans for my day besides looking for your lost shoe.

Because you’re not supposed to be awake right now.

Because even though I know these days are precious and that someday I will ache for baby smell and toddler curls and big girl dance parties, what I really want right now is a nap.

“It’s a good thing I love you.”

And I do. Holy moly I do. There is nothing on earth like this love, is there? Because of this kind of love, a parent is somehow able to power through the hard days, to do things they never thought would be in their job description.

And it’s this kind of no-matter-what love that reminds me of how good my Father is.

Because I’m a mess. Because even on my best day, there isn’t any reason He should put up with me. But He is still relentless in adoring and using and blessing me.

He loves us. It’s a very good thing.

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