We had four sweet kids. Three boys and one girl. They played baseball and softball and took music lessons. They caught frogs and fish in our pond. We were complete. Or so we thought.
Doing laundry is a chore I don’t mind doing. Getting everyone’s dirty clothes clean for the next adventure. Often praying over them as I fold their specific piece of laundry. But every time I did the laundry, something was missing. Not just that matching pair to a sock, but a whole pile. There was an entire pile of laundry missing. I saw it almost every time I lined up my kids’ four neat little piles in a row. There were four piles but something in my mind kept telling me, “You need ONE more pile of laundry.”
Really!? But my baby is 3 right now!! He is out of diapers! Aren’t we done with strollers, diaper bags, and sleepless nights? But every time I would go into that laundry room, I would see something missing in our family. At that point, I knew I needed to listen to the Holy Spirit’s sweet and quiet whisper in my heart. We needed to add another pile of laundry. As long as my husband agreed!
He did. Our “pile of laundry” came into the world with 4 siblings who were in love. They couldn’t get enough of her. They fought over who got to hold her. They fought over who got to get her out of her crib when she woke up. She is such a blessing. I didn’t grow up with babies in my family so I didn’t understand. I didn’t see the impact.
My kids learned how to hold a baby. They learned how to feed a baby, how to buckle her in a car seat. And how to wake her with kisses and hugs. I didn’t see how a baby can add such an amazing dimension to a family that only God knew. He calls them a gift. He calls them arrows in the hands of a warrior. Why wouldn’t I want more arrows? If I can encourage you in anyway, if you are able, add one more pile of laundry to your family. You will never regret your decision. We have only one chance on this earth to raise souls for Christ. And those piles of laundry? They are the ONLY thing we can bring to heaven.