11.19.14 So This Is Love

"Love her."

This the specific direction I'm given.  When I am at a loss, desperately in prayer, wondering how to mother Aimee, these are the words I hear. Yet, I still get bogged down. What does this mean? How can I do this grand task? What big gesture should I perform? 

Then, as I go about her cares, a song comes to mind. I continually find myself singing it while I change a diaper, while I clean the suction machine, while I respond to middle of the night alarms. 

So this is love

Mmhmm mmhmm

So this is love

So this is what makes life divine.

I'm all aglow

Mmhmm mmhmm

And now I know

The key to all heaven is mine.

My heart has wings

Mmhmm mmhmm

And I can fly

I'll touch every star in the sky.

So this is the miracle 

that I've been dreaming of

So this is love.

Simple song from Cinderella, but it comes to my heart and reminds me that my divine task is to touch heaven with simple, daily care.