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A short and delightful poem…I can relate to it

“Don’t Worry if Your Job Is Small” – Anonymous

Don't worry if your job is small
And your rewards are few.
Remember that the mighty oak,
Was once a nut like you.

Raising kids is a tough job, with round-the-clock care and tending to their growing needs. All the monotonous activities of cooking the same meals, repeating yourself the umpteenth time to ears that don’t care, and doing the same thing almost everyday seem insignificant.

I can get into a rut, but I believe there is growth occurring everyday that will ground deep roots, extend tall, and sprout leaves reaching towards the sky: not only in our kids but in our souls as well.

Growing pains is often times unpleasant but essential. And like the poem states, I do feel like a nut a lot of times.