If I have time for waxing,
polishing, and decorative achievements,
but
have
not love,
my children learn cleanliness
--not godliness.

Love leaves the dust
in search of a child's laugh.
Love smiles at the tiny fingerprints
on a newly cleaned window.
Love wipes away the tears
before it wipes up the spilled milk.
Love picks up the child
before it picks up the toys.
Love is present through the trials.
Love reprimands, reproves,
and is responsive.
Love crawls with the baby,
walks with the toddler,
runs with the child,
then stands aside
to let the youth walk into adulthood.
Love is the key
that opens salvation's message
to a child's heart.
Before I became a mother
I took glory in my house of perfection.
Now I glory in God's perfection of my child.
As a mother,
there is much I must teach my child,
but the greatest of all is love.
--Author Unknown