We are given children to test us and make us more spiritual.—George Will
This world sometimes brings me down and I wonder if I’ll ever get back to God in the purest and most honest way. Then 8:45am comes on Tuesday and I start welcoming those little faces in with hugs and high-fives. Talk about superheroes and the anticipation of play-doh and paint activities is happening and no matter how terrible I’d felt before, I can’t help but smile. Our circle time comes and we sing and include all 8 of their names in our welcome song, provided I tickle individually when it’s their verse. We talk of the love God has for us and sing and sign “Jesus Loves The Little Children”. Review of our colors becomes a crazy “shout louder than Ms. Audrey to see what crazy face she makes”.
In all they do, I see holiness. They listen intently to our Bible story and believe. They answer confidently that God made them and loves them. When I can tell that one little boy just can’t sit still any longer we take a little dance break provided by Audio Adrenaline and TobyMac.
At play time, it doesn’t matter what you’re wearing or if you’re “cool enough”, if you spin a hula hoop or kick a ball, you’re a new best friend. Even when one is having trouble sharing, I get to explain that God loves them and their friends and loves when they can play together. Monster bites at lunch time show me that even meal time, though a human necessity, is a fun experience. Snuggling during movie time and reading books before nap are just beautiful moments. Tucking them in and putting on my worship playlist and seeing them snoozing is peaceful.
Praising when they get their own shoes on or when they get to the potty on time is so exciting. Then talking about what we made and did that day and seeing mommy pick them up brings a huge grin to their face as they grab a treat and give me a goodbye hug.
God, I’m so blessed, 8 times over! 
“They say that love can heal the broken
They say that hope can make you see
They say that faith can find a Savior
If you would listen and believe
With faith like a child”—Jars of Clay
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love it!!! Oh how i miss those little munchkins that can make everything better…a sticky little hand in mine…the facination of a Bug…the endless”why?how come?” ..i miss it so much that i have put out flyers”grandma for hire”..praying to get one or two little ones …