“Mimi, I needs a towel to stand my feets on and a towel to dry wif. Din, I needs you to hold my Barbie doll while I gets out of here.”
So, I held the Barbie doll while Christen, climbed out of the bathtub.
“Burrrrr, Mimi, I’s cold. Tood you dis hold me tight ‘till I warms up?”
So, I hugged her tightly until she quit shaking then I towel dried her hair and helped her put on her little night gown. She was spending the night with us and I knew what was coming next.
“Mimi, ‘fore I goes to seep, tood, you weed me dat story dat you know I yike?” She asked, looking up at me with those pleading brown eyes.
“Sure I will. You go jump in bed while I pick up the wet towels and I’ll be right there.”
So, we snuggled down in bed with her favorite book. I don’t remember the name of the book now but I know I read it to her until I almost had it memorized. We have read that book over and over but it was always her favorite and always the one we had to read first. Then there were the Dr. Suess books; several of them.
I remember when I was her age. I loved to snuggle with my Mother in my bed. I had a favorite book, too, and it was called "Poppy". It was about a fairy who had all kinds of adventures. I looked at that book so many times that I almost wore it out. It’s in my cedar chest even today minus the cover. I still love to read in bed. I love to snuggle down under the covers and get lost in some adventure taking place between the covers of the book I am currently reading.
I am ashamed that I don’t spend as much time reading God’s Word as I do other books. Why am I not more anxious to read the stories in the bible? After all, how are we to know what God would have us do unless we read what the biblical writers, who were inspired by Him to write for all generations?
“Study to shew thyself approved unto God, a workman that needeth not to be ashamed, rightly dividing the word of truth.” 2 Timothy 2:15 KJV
“Burrrrr, Mimi, I’s cold. Tood you dis hold me tight ‘till I warms up?”
So, I hugged her tightly until she quit shaking then I towel dried her hair and helped her put on her little night gown. She was spending the night with us and I knew what was coming next.
“Mimi, ‘fore I goes to seep, tood, you weed me dat story dat you know I yike?” She asked, looking up at me with those pleading brown eyes.
“Sure I will. You go jump in bed while I pick up the wet towels and I’ll be right there.”
So, we snuggled down in bed with her favorite book. I don’t remember the name of the book now but I know I read it to her until I almost had it memorized. We have read that book over and over but it was always her favorite and always the one we had to read first. Then there were the Dr. Suess books; several of them.
I remember when I was her age. I loved to snuggle with my Mother in my bed. I had a favorite book, too, and it was called "Poppy". It was about a fairy who had all kinds of adventures. I looked at that book so many times that I almost wore it out. It’s in my cedar chest even today minus the cover. I still love to read in bed. I love to snuggle down under the covers and get lost in some adventure taking place between the covers of the book I am currently reading.
I am ashamed that I don’t spend as much time reading God’s Word as I do other books. Why am I not more anxious to read the stories in the bible? After all, how are we to know what God would have us do unless we read what the biblical writers, who were inspired by Him to write for all generations?
“Study to shew thyself approved unto God, a workman that needeth not to be ashamed, rightly dividing the word of truth.” 2 Timothy 2:15 KJV
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