So, these little feet that used to “pitter-patter” across the floor aren’t so little anymore. They are going places and on their own path, and every once in a while, they make it back home. Their paths are so different, their walks are unique. Their gaits are all their own. Some run quite a bit. Some mosey. Some walk with purpose and determination. Some are often barefoot. Some wear boots on a daily basis. Some wear orange and bright blue sneakers. Some have enough shoes to fill a closet and wear multiple pairs a day. But all…all are finding their way, and for that, I’m so thankful.
So, today, as some transition to new places they’ve never been and have new paths before them, I’m thankful that they know the way home, and that there were so many precious years of having these running, jumping, slipping,climbing, sliding, tickling, twirling, jogging feet in my world. Am thinking that these feet of mine that have tried to stand steady and stable and mommy-mode strong are going to find their way to new places as well as our worlds get bigger and our feet take us places we’ve never been. There are times when I miss that ‘pitter patter’ of little feet, but am so aware that to grow is to keep moving, and I pray that my kids keep growing and leaping and jumping and climbing and moving their feet, and that the footprints they leave on their world will be beautiful.
They’ve sure left their marks…their beautiful, memorable, life changing marks, on me. Yep. Prayers that we all keep moving our feet, and appreciate the moments when the feet of those we love find their way back home.
Blessings to you and yours~
“How beautiful on the mountains are the feet of those who bring good news, who proclaim peace, who bring good tidings and proclaim that ‘Our God reigns’.” Isaiah 52:7