three cups of tea

this morning i got up and as usual, got my morning started with a lovely cup of tea. my husband made it for me.

charles and carys stayed home from church. wise move. carys' fever is still high, her nose is drippy and her throat is still "croaky". sela and the boys went with me and as sela walked up the steps she reminded me, "you haven't told me that i can't talk to grant, but don't worry mummy, i know."

one more week of no fraternizing with grant.

today we are combining sunday school classes and it was supposed to be an easy time...i brought in a veggie tales video.

HOWEVER...the video didn't work. we tried for 10 minutes to get it to work. while we were waiting, i went out and made myself a cup of tea to calm the nerves.

the teachers and i had nothing prepared. what we did have were 26 little children, all waiting for a lesson.

i wanted to be mcgyver.

instead, i was a mother. i read the Christmas story (7 minutes, including questions), and then while pastor marybeth talked to the kids, i set up tables and chairs. then i walked back into the room and told the kids that there was playdough in the other room and they were to make for me their favourite bit of the Christmas story. whether it was a camel, baby in the manger, a star or wise men with gifts...i wanted to see it.

well, that took 15 minutes.

then we read about baby Jesus being baptised and simeon holding him at the temple. we talked about how to hold a baby, hands told me how many people have a younger brother or sister (interesting note: jasper raised his hand at this point!!). we practised rocking a baby and thank goodness the sermon was over and parents came to collect their offspring.

afterwards,  as surly sela (no biscuits and no chatting and skitting off with friend will make a girl grumpy) and i walked towards the exit of the church and i looked for jasper and sebastian, i became aware that sebastian was headed towards me, holding his papers from sunday school and a cup. a friend of ours and a fellow committee member of charles', rosanna, was trailing him, looking worried.

i looked up at her, and she tried to take sebastian's papers. "it's hot" she mouthed to me.

and sebastian's drink was indeed hot. i knew they were serving hot chocolate today, so i wasn't that surprised that my little brown eyed boy was holding a hot beverage.

but i was surprised when he held out the cup to me.

"it's for you mummy. it's a cup of tea"

and it was.

on his own, with out me asking, he had made me a cup of tea.

God gives me these little gifts. to remind me of his presence in sebastian's life. so when i get worried about sebastian's social anxiety or learning difficulties, God can remind me that He's got it under control.

the tea had no sugar (strike one), seemed to be 50 per cent milk (strike two) and was made by my son because he thought i would love it.

i did.

Comments

[Denby]

The worries of motherhood go deep. God is so good to show Himself to us in these little ways that He loves us and He loves our children so much more than we could ever fathom. Your children are a delight. You are a delight...

[Maureen Lyons aka Mum aka Mo]

That beautiful boy of yours is such a gift. Thank you for being such an appreciative and loving mum to him - can you imagine how much that meant to him when you LOVED every sip of his tea? xox

[Mizasiwa]

Iv not been online for a while so im catching upon your blog - this post just made me cry!!