Thursday, August 13, 2009

brought to you by the letters a & n

What you would have heard the other day at the Difran house.... I'll set the scene for you.
Chaos everywhere... dirty crumb filled floors, dishes on the island leftover from breakfast, sippy cups line the window sill, some spilt milk running down the couch, cars, trains and anything else with wheels litter the floor strewn down the hallway, every light on, treehouse is the background noise along with whines, screams, slapping (each other).
Mom curled up in a ball on the couch pleading for help... mostly cries for Jesus to come help us and make it all make sense.
Not much changes in 5 minutes except Mom is now consoling Noah who has tripped and fallen on poor Bertie the Bus and is a wreck. Tears falling down both their cheeks wondering if we will see the end of this day. Ari walks over to Mom and says "It's okay Mommy Jesus is here and He will help you" You can imagine the smile that takes over her face as she looks into this little boys eyes.
"Thank you Ari. Can Jesus also help Noah?" Ari looks over at his brother and caresses his legs and says "Yes, Jesus can help you too Noah"
End scene.

9 comments:

Crystal said...

Beautiful.

Jenelle Suderman said...

LOVE THEM!! :)

Jamy said...

So awesome. You're teachin them right. Musta made your heart burst with love.

Holly said...

I agree. you planted that seed in him Heather! that is such an awesome story.

carly smith said...

you have some sweet, smart, thoughful little men growing up in your house.

Amanda said...

so great.

valerie said...

Oh Heather. Beautiful.

Marcy said...

:)

nicole said...

The Lord is faithful.