I Love this poem so much I made it into artwork. The first thing I did was paint the canvas background white for a base coat. Once it was dried I taped off the top and bottom, leaving room for the other artists to paint. I painted the middle gray and wrote with a black sharpie marker. Once the middle was dry I taped it off with newspaper and let my oldest son paint the top and the young son paint the bottom. I wrote their ages and names on the edges of their paintings.
The Love poem is an adaptation of a poem (1 Corinthians 13 for Mothers) by Jim Fowler.
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 of cleanliness, not godliness.
Love leaves the dust in search of a child’s laugh.
Loves 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 trials.
Love reprimands, reproves, and is responsive.
As a mother there is much I must teach my child, but the greatest of all is…Love.
*This painting on my wall reminds me of my greatest task of showing and teaching my children love.