The Way I See It #273

Gotta love Starbucks. How many drinks have I had and not read the dang cup. Who would of thought? This morning the moon, stars and pupils of my eyes must of lined up and I read my cup. Somehow it really hit home with me. As I read it I thought of the times Mark and I have sat down and Chelsea crawled up in our laps with a pile of books to read to her. So often we have other things to do but are so richly rewarded when we take the time to be a "human laptop".
I miss those times with my own children, although I probably could get them to sit on my lap if I tried, not the same effect as when they were little however. I am sure I had those moments with my children, times when they climbed up in my lap and needed to be held, needed to be read to, and loved on. They just seem so long ago.
It is funny how having a grandchild brings back a flood of memories with your own children. Along with that I find myself wishing I would of taken more time to enjoy those moments. Wishing I hadn't been in such a hurry and so busy "doing" that I didn't take the time to "enjoy" like I wish I had.
With that said, Lord, Make me a human laptop. May my children, grandchildren, nieces, nephews, and anyone else who needs a lap to crawl onto, always know that they are welcome.

All children need a laptop.
Not a computer, but a human laptop.
Moms, Dads, Grannies and Grandpas, Aunts, Uncles – someone to hold them, read to them, teach them.
Loved ones who will embrace them and pass on the experience, rituals and knowledge of a hundred previous generations.
Loved ones who will pass to the next generation their expectations of them, their hopes, and their dreams.
-- General Colin L. PowellFounder, America’s Promise – the Alliance for Youth.