Love
If I live in a house of spotless beauty with everything in it’s place, but have not love – I am a housekeeper, not a homemaker. If I have time for waxing, polishing, and decorative achievements, but have not love – my children learn of cleanliness, not godliness. Love leaves the dust in search of a child’s laugh. Love wipes the away the tears before it wipes up the spilled milk. Love picks up the child before it picks up the toys. Love is present through trials. Love reprimands, reproves, and is responsive. As a mother there is much I must teach my child, but the greatest of all is …. LOVE. I just love this poem from ‘A Love that Multiplies’ by the Duggar’s
