Still Splashing

With my return to the blog I started thinking about the title…Splash in the Rain Puddles.  When I first started blogging 14 years ago, I was a young momma of a 1 and 3 year old, with only a hope that God had one more baby in our future.  I wanted my little boys to splash…literally and figuratively.  I wanted them to splash….whether that was actually splashing in rain puddles…or building blanket forts… or covering the entire driveway in sidewalk chalk…or cannonballing off the diving board….or riding in the tractor with daddy, just dreaming of the day they could drive on their own.  But I also wanted them to splash…like when they took a deep breath and put on their bravest faces when they walked into kindergarten for the first time….or when they changed schools and had to make new friends and learn new routines…or when they needed to stand on their own as their circles of friends expanded and not everyone believed what they believed…and when they said yes to Jesus and made the choice to let Him take the lead.  I hope and pray they feel like they’ve splashed.  I thought about changing the name to something more mature….or more serious…or more in tune with this stage of life.  But then I thought…I still want them to splash.  For that matter….I still want to splash.  Yes…we all are older and maturing and hopefully growing every day in ways that strengthen who we are…but I hope I never lose the whimsy….never get so caught up in the stress and trials that we are facing right now…that I forget to find joy in the simplest things.  I pray my boys would continue to do hard things…to continue to make a splash in whatever circle they find themselves in….to be authentic and true to who they know they are in their Father’s eyes, and never lose they joy that I pray they have witnessed in our home.  And I pray that God would continue to form me into the momma they now need me to be, as we grow and change together.  Happy Monday!