Tuesday, August 16, 2011
At one point he pats my back and strokes my hair and plays with my ratty ol t-shirt and right then and there I begin to truly understand the love of the Lord. I grew up in a christian home so I was always surrounded my "God is love" and "Jesus loves me" but as I'm rocking back and forth it clicks...The love of the Lord goes much deeper than the love I have for Carter and that is almost unthinkable. I truly understand unconditional love. My biggest prayer for Carter is he will truly experience Gods' love and salvation.
He then begins to lift his head and stares at me for abour five seconds and then he laid his tiny little head back down (that's where he starts to stroke my hair) and he does this about five times. All I can think about is how he simply just wanted momma. While he starts to doze off the thoughts starting flowing, I wonder what kind of friend he will be. He better be a hard worker. I wonder if he will be a preacher or a tattoo artist. I wonder if he will be scared on his first day of school or score the winning touchdown at his last game as a senior. That was our quite time, bonding time, perfect time. The time were I truly understood Gods' Love.