The Best Things in Life Can be the Hardest

and the Hardest Things Can be the Best. This can be especially true of being parents. I was thinking yesterday about parenting little ones. I feel extremely blessed to be parenting older ones and younger ones at the same time and thankful that while I feel clueless a lot of the time, I have learned a few things along the way for which I am grateful and hope I am wise enough to put into practice. One of these things is how the good and difficult go together.
We try to keep Creed in worship with us on Sundays. Some weeks he is really good and other weeks not so good. I didn't have high expectations yesterday because I knew he didn't get enough sleep on Saturday night and was a bit cranky, and he did have a difficult Sunday, but there were definitely some highlights. I love seeing him sitting all the way back on the pew with his feet sticking straight out and his hands in his lap trying to be like everyone else. His sweet little "Mamen" at the end of prayers melts my heart. I can't help but smile as he mumbles through The Lord's Prayer in Creedspeak and hums along as we sing. It makes all the wiggling, talking, and climbing up and down, trying to get laughs from the people behind us, and unpredictability all worth it because I know where we are going. I know what are goals are and where I want him to be and I see him getting there bit by bit. The road traveled to get there just isn't always easy, but it is still joy-filled with so many pleasures along the way. It would be such a tragedy to get so bogged down with the hard things and miss all the great things. I could branch out from here to pretty much all areas of life and not just worship, but I think I'll let this stand alone and touch on those another day. I hope everyone had a blessed Lord's day!