Feeling Honored

Well, tonight was a boost for the self-esteem.  To start, I had a group of sweet young girls come to my doorstep with a plateful of delectable cookies and told me that they were honoring me for my divine nature.  Who, me?  Couldn't be!  My kids were so confused at the purpose and so enthralled with the cookies that a good conversation about it all ensued.  "What's divine nature?"  So, I explained that anything divine is from Heaven and to know your nature is to know where you came from.  In essence, it's to know that you are a daughter of God and to act accordingly.  So, we talked about that for awhile.  As I'm explaining this all to them, I'm feeling more and more inadequate for the recognition, but still very grateful for the compliment.  Then Spencer says, "I haven't ever said this before, but Mom, I love you so...." and then he trailed off and got embarrassed, afraid that his sisters would laugh at him.  Then he worked up the courage several minutes later and tried again.  "Mom, I think of it this way.  I made this up.  I think that I have two hearts.  One for love and one for life.  And the one that I care about most is the one about love."  How old are you?  He got embarrassed again and I thanked him for his cute words.

Since we had just finished up dinner and were still sitting around the table, we decided to each take one bite out of each cookie so we could all try them all.  They were all soooo good!  And what an awesome variety!  Everywhere from peanut butter bars, snickerdoodles, and sugar cookies to chocolate chip cookies, peanut butter cookies and s'mores bars (whoever made those, I want the recipe! I've never seen anything like those before!).

Then we started clearing up the table and Spencer then tells me, "Mom.  If you weren't my mom, and I was friends with your kids, I would silently think to myself, 'I wish she was my mom.' "

I almost didn't know what to say.  It was like ego overload for me!   I feel so blessed to have such a sweet little boy who isn't afraid to share his deepest thoughts and feelings.  I feel an immense amount of responsibility to foster that in the best way possible and to keep that part of him fed.  I know that my Savior has blessed me with such choice little spirits and at times (well, most of the time) I don't feel like I'm worthy.  And then I receive an "award" for my divine nature and I realize that I am.  I have to be.  It all comes full circle.