Mere Differences

Noticing how my boys are very different:

-Lathan is definitely the first born, the one in charge, the one to show the little unexperienced new brother the ropes, and how he is doing everything all wrong. But...he also loves his little brother and asks,"is Zebulon coming too???" He loves having someone to share his favorite places with, the seat in the back in Papa's truck, and his most used phrase is, "what's he saying?"Literally atleast once a minute when little brother is watching big brother do something. It's really neat to see how far the imagination can soar. Zebulon obviously doesn't speak, but "what's he saying", is interpreted by mere expressions on Zebulon's face. If we think our body language and expressions don't speak louder than words, well you ought to come here for a few days. Lathan could write a book on what Zebulon "says"....
-Zebulon on the flip side is sooooooo mellow, but he has a catch to him too. He knows that Lathan gets into trouble when toys, books, or just about anything is taken from his tiny grasps and he sure lets everyone know when it is occurring. He also knows how to be heard when he wasn't fully done with a treat even though it is obviously all eaten up (like sharing momma's ice cream.) He has a way about him though that is truly his own being. He turns his head toward his shoulder shyly when papa smiles at him, he loves when big brother runs around the table playing with him, their laughter together is so awesome that I go to bed at times just smiling.
I could never never fathom the love the Father showed toward us by giving us, wicked men and women, His one and Only Son. Many nights I ponder and truly cry because I would fall short every time if that were called of me to accomplish. Thankfully I don't ever have to do that, give up my sons, but I just can not pen in words the amazing Love of the Father that He would redeem us through the death of His Son Christ. And redeeming the Son by only through Christ can we come to the Father.
I love being a mom. I thank God daily for the chore he set before me. It is tiring many days, and many days I want to give up, but I just sit and pray in those moments for strength and endurance, to finish the race that He has set before me in my life.