"His Mercies Are New Every Morning"
“I pray because I can't help myself. I pray because I'm helpless. I pray because the need flows out of me all the time- waking and sleeping. It doesn't change God- it changes me.”
― C. S. Lewis
― C. S. Lewis
I believe in the sun even when it's not shining. I believe in love even when I don't feel it. And I believe in God even when He is silent. (quote found on the wall of a concentration camp)
Thursday, September 23, 2010
THE ALL IMPORTANT ROCKING CHAIR
ROCKING CHAIRS ROCK! :)
I was reading a little earlier today, that a doctor thought a little boy was too old to be rocked. He was 6.
This got me thinking about our perceptions in our society about closeness with our children, showing affection, and why society thinks our kids have to grow up so quickly! WHY?
What is our hurry?
I was reminded of the book, "I'll love you forever". Where the mama rocks her precious son, and as he gets older, she sneaks in and rocks him.... and at the end of the book, there is a picture of him, rocking his very aged mother. It is a precious little story about forever love.
Rocking chairs are such an important part of our lives. I had a rocking chair when the boys were little. I LOVED it. I remember wanting one so badly when our first son was. born I rocked him, but it was me making all the motions. Rather exhausting. :)
I finally got my rocking chair and I used it.... BOY did I use it. The boys loved being rocked.
Then, it finally wore out and I went without one for a long time.
Before we got the girls, we finally purchased another rocking chair. This one was perfect. It was soft, reclined and rocked at the same time, and even reclined to a fixed position. I was used to rocking myself. Then, Anna came. She needed to be rocked. The very first time I met her, even before we decided to adopt her, I rocked her in that chair and sang to her. She was visiting and couldn't get to sleep.
I still can't believe she let me rock her and sing to her, but she did. She was 4 years old.
When we adopted her, we rocked her in that chair every single night for 2 years. We rocked her in the day time, we rocked her when she was happy and we rocked her when she was sad, we rocked her when we needed to correct her and we rocked her when we praised her. We ROCK!
The chair has also been thoroughly used with Sarah AND Erika. Anytime there needs to be serious discussion, we say, "Head to the rocker!" I couldn't imagine being without it.
I have even rocked my grand kids in it, including my grand daughter Katie who is 14! (she was 13 the last time we sat together in that rocker)
We even had a double rocker for a while.... but it wasn't the "rocker rocker". :)
The one we have serious conversation in.
I still rock my girls.... not like we used to, but we still enjoy a good snuggle in the morning or evening.
My Anna, still loves to be rocked and connected. She NEVER wants to get rid of the rocking chair.
If you don't have a rocking chair, you are really missing out on something special. :)
Something about the chair, just seems to make life more pleasant, conversation easier, and snuggle time a lasting, fond, memory.
Somehow, getting into that rocking chair causes the girls to just open up in a way that amazes me.
It is just accepted, that while in the chair, you can say whatever is on your mind freely, you can listen better, and you can pray with mom without distraction. A LOT of healing has gone on in that chair.