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Psalms 127:3 Lo, children are an heritage of the LORD: and the fruit of the womb is his reward.
Father God, lover of children,
We enter your tabernacle of praise.
For our children this child's request we pray.
Teach them to learn from your kind ways.
To pray for themselves and others each day.
Nurture them, Lord, and keep them safe.
Teach them to honor Your presence as each
morning brings the light of day.
As the sun rises to snuggle their little faces,
let them grow and sprout their wings
in this beautiful earth place.
Teach them to give thanks in every way.
For each success or failure, they may face.
Please help them to imagine, hope, and believe.
Let them run, play, and sing as if tomorrow
were yesterday’s dreams.
Teach them to understand the walk of
humility and to cuddle the strength of faith.
Make them know You, Lord, and
understand Your bounds of mercy and grace.
Instill in them the rewards of obedience.
Help them to savor life's special ingredients.
Lord God, we humbly ask that You claim
each precious soul. Cover them with thy
wings of mercy and never let them go. Amen!
©Qbenja|EiEexpressions

The sound of Joy! A thousand words contained in a frame.

“When I was a child, I spake as a child, I understood as a child, I thought as a child: but when I became a man, I put away childish things.” [I Corinthians 13:11]
Little Hands Little Feet I Love Jesus
And He Loves Me
It makes no difference if I am 1, 2, or 3
Little Hands Little Feet
Thank you, Mom and Dad, for Taking Care of Me
Thank you for teaching me to Pray Before I Sleep
Thank you for the Good, Good Food to Eat
Thank you for the Clothes I Wear
Thank you for the Family Love We Share
Thank you for Giving Me Life and Everything
Thank you for the Joy and Laughter My Family Brings
Little Hands Little Feet
Teach me to Do What’s Right Each Day
Teach me to Love Myself and Others Along the Way
Teach me to Honor and Obey
I am just a Little Lamb
Growing up to be a Very Special Sheep
Humble is My Spirit, as God Intended It To Be
Little Hands Little Feet
I Love Jesus, and He Loves Me!!
©Qbenja|EiE

"Practice everyday living life as a child, worry-free with less focus on our needs." Image byEiE
Though I may have been born with irregularities.
Perhaps without the mobility of my hands or feet.
My differences don't make me less of a human being.
Am I not God's creativity?
Does not my father's blood run through me?
This I know for sure, His love is perfectly pure.
Mistakes, He doesn't make; I am fashioned by His grace.
Perhaps you are the norm, and I am the abnormality.
How would you know if God's word doesn't say so?
I am special because He took the time to fashion me
Differently. I am simply amazing from head to feet.
A perfect example of God's compassionate mercy.
I am grateful that He embraced me. The decision
Was God's to make, either to discard or to keep.
He was the potter, and I was His clay piece.
Handcrafted as one of His best masterpieces.
I'm a person of beauty, unveiled for all to see.
Why not embrace me?
Perhaps it's all in what you're willing to believe,
And I believe in me. My Father was perfect even as
He hung from a tree. With his blood-stained face
And nailed, scarred hands and feet.
I am only an extension of him; why not Embrace Me?
©Qbenja|EiE

Children are considered the most precious gift from God to humanity. Image Author-Unknown
What makes our handsome sons
And beautiful daughters so unique?
Well, I think it's their little, silken, round, chubby cheeks.
Precious little cheeks house a smile that sparks your heart.
A smile that draws you in and brings on the joy of tears.
A glimpse of the future and a peek into their wonder years.
A little bundle of joy with a unique personality.
Without an uttered word, our newborns are very clever.
A pattern they will practice forever.
Radiant eyes like the sunrise, capturing your heart.
Chubby little cheeks that offset those little hands and feet.
Made for kissing repeatedly.
Chubby cheeks, how sweet and tasty,
Just one caress of a kiss sets your day for greatness.
Chubby cheeks full of joy and laughter, bursting to be free.
Born out of love, a mixture of Mom and Dad’s blood.
A perfectly crafted gift presented from the heavens above.
I love them all, adorably, for they are a part of me.
Round and perfect little cheeks
Flushed with the color of blushing red beets,
Just begging to be tweaked.
As parents
You make a promise to love them always
In that special mother and fathering way.
You vow to support and protect them forever in a day.
You pledge instinctively to keep their sorrows at bay.
Chubby little cheeks,
kiss them goodnight before you lay them down to sleep.
Embrace them and whisper "I love you,”
As they drift off to count little sheep.
©Qbenja|EiE

Little Chubby Cheeks come in all Flavors, Styles, and Personalities. Images by EiE
Hey! My name is Ski,
and I love to wink my beautiful brown eyes.
I do so because it gets to my mom every time.
Lord help her; she is a goner when I smile.
So, like the mischievous dog that I am,
I set the stage so perfectly.
Now, this is no con, trickery, or deceit.
Its just my way of expressing my love
to get a jerky bacon treat.
My Mommy adores me, and she
enjoy my antics and my specialty.
That is, my sad puppy dog face
and sexy little winks.
Every time I do this routine,
her heart skips a beat.
And off she runs to the kitchen
pantry to fetch me a jerky bacon treat.
I can hear the rustling of the snack bag
clatter, or is it just my tummy rattling?
It doesn't really matter, either way,
I’m not taking any chances.
I bark aloud my demands so she clearly
understands, her smile and my jerky
treats; is all I want in hand.
©Qbenja:EiEexpressions

Hi! My name is Ski. My Mom is my best friend but my Grammy, she comes in 2nd place for a close win.