A Glimpse of His Grace

Last night I was up late studying and I hear Joey's (he's 3) doorknob start to turn. I turn around in my chair, all ready to get on his case as to what he thinks he's doing out of bed, he should have been sleeping for hours, blahblahblah. Before I could even see his little blond head, I hear a groggy voice say, " I just was coming to give you a hug," and he proceeded to come over to me, climbed on my lap, and laid his head on my shoulder with a faint "I love you mommy" before he fell back into his sweet slumber. Those moments I'd like to record and keep close to my heart, replaying them whenever I need a shot of love... I think somedays I'd just pause it, where he climbs up into my arms, and let that scene stay for a long time...treasuring the tenderness and love he throws on me, knowing he won't be 3 for very much longer. Realizing, I won't be his world in a couple years, he'll grow and find another to love and to hold. So, I think I'll keep this on pause, for longer then I thought, maybe for a very long time for I don't want to lose this precious gift...and then God reminds me I won't lose this precious gift, it's wrapped a little differently but its drenched with the same adoration and kindness, yet tenfold. It's mine, the love and tenderness and grace....its forever, and somehow its more perfect then the soft embrace of a 3 year old. God's love is mine, His attention, His embrace, and His Kingdom. It won't grow interested in other things, it's an Eternal privelage. He is simply providing glimpses of what pure love looks like in moments such as these...a snapshot of grace. I need to not miss anymore, I've missed plenty, yet still, He proves day in and day out that He is faithful, His love is real and is mine....He shows up, in the midst of a chapter outlining architectual wonders of the Greek Golden Age, sending my little boy to remind me I am loved, eternally and dearly loved.