I do not know who to credit this with, but I got this from the LATCH ygroups...
Love in the Home
If I live in a house of spotless beauty with everything in its place, but have not love, I am a housekeeper- -not a homemaker.
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
I really appreciated receiving this in my e-mail. Certainly it made me feel less guilty about our home not looking like a San Diego hotel (as it looks more like a cross between a basement and a disaster zone). And when I look at my child, I know in my heart of hearts that he is privileged to have enjoyed love. Lots of it. And I have vowed to be better in giving it.
Although... I really can't stand crumbs and spills, mainly because I have a mighty issue against ants.