Thursday, October 29, 2009

Thirteen Weeks


All of my pictures of Ezekiel are a little fuzzy lately. No summer sun light coming in through the windows and I never end up liking the photos that I take with a flash. Problems in paradise!

The last couple of days I have had hard core "training time" with this little sinner. : ) When he started smiling more, I just loved interacting with him so much that most of the time (I must confess!) I was holding him or playing with him. He got used to the new system quicker than quick. Now he thinks that the world is . . . well . . . all about him!

It was almost a shock to me that he could be playing these games with me this early on. The first couple of times, it seemed so out of character for my content little baby, so I thought something was wrong. But as soon as I would go over and check on him, I would start talking to him and it was giggles and smiles all the way. Oh brother!

This morning it was the battle of the wills. I had just fed and changed him. I laid him down to play and . . . the drama king started crying as if his right arm was being cut off. I ate my breakfast, cleaned things up, and made some phone calls before he stopped. As soon as the crying stopped I picked him up. After his morning nap, he was a little better about being by himself and being ok with it. So! I am hoping that a few more "training" sessions of ignoring his "I want attention" cry and rewarding his content behavior will do the trick.

We shall see!

Such a constant reminder to me of my own selfish - sinful - prideful nature. I am so prone to thinking that life is about me . . . so prone to believing that even my relationship with God is about me. About what He can give me, help me with, save me from, give me strength for. But when my needs are seemingly met in other ways I am so prone to wander and not keep my heart stayed on Him! . . . until the next battle rages and I realize how I cannot live one moment of my life without Him.

Luke often prays something for us that I had never thought of until he put it into words this way
. . . He says, "Help us, God, to make You our Lord; not our idol."

For His glory. For His name's sake. For the gospel. That other might be saved.

And us? We're just passin' through here.

3 comments:

Mark Jenkins said...

I love your blog. It brings a smile to my face and heart.

May God continue to bless you as you "parent"

Dad/Grandpa

Keri said...

You've got a smart little boy! But he's got a smarter mommy :)

Karen said...

Good for you that you are doing it now. Lord knows it isn't "cute" when they get older and bigger. I can attest to that. Enjoy this stage when you don't have to spank! :)You are both doing a wonderful job with Ezekiel!