Last week I got to substitute in a third grade class. And it was a birthday day. And the kid whose birthday day it was had the kind of mom that brings cupcakes from the special bakery to school with the good juice boxes and little plates and napkins and even a balloon for the birthday boy. And we all got to participate. And the birthday boy got to stand up in the middle of the lunch room while we all sang the birthday song.
The cupcakes were delicious. The birthday boy - pleased as punch with all of the attention. The other kids - excited to get the good cupcakes with lots of icing. The parents of the birthday boy - sweet as could be and beaming proudly at their son. Me - thrilled to be included.
And then comes the best, bitter sweet moment of the whole scene. The class lines up to go back to class, and as we are walking away, I hear this child lean forward and say to the birthday boy, "You know the only reason your mom did all of that for you is because you are an only. If you had brothers or sisters, she wouldn't do all that. She wouldn't have time."
And the birthday boy, a bit surprised, said back, "Yes she would. Why wouldn't she? She'd love them just like she does me."
And the other one, "Nope. Once there's more than one, your parents don't do all that. It's too much to do."
And I thought, he's right. What he states is true. It is too much for us to accomplish when we have to spread ourselves around. There's only so much of us and only so much time.
But God, well, this is what makes Him so incredible. He can do it all for all of us, and He can do it abundantly. And that just makes me smile.