A Pool Full of Heads

This summer my fam turned a corner...both boys can swim, and though they still require the "mommy hawkeye," going to the pool is a much more chillaxed experience.  I pretty much sit in a deck chair (I am the weird old lady in the shade) with a book or magazine.  I read one paragraph, find my kids, read one paragraph, find my kids, and so on...  And the weirdest thing happens every time I do "surveillance."  My eyes lock in on their little blonde heads immediately, and my heart feels full and I almost sigh out loud.  I know the shape of their noggins, the shade the water turns their hair, the line of their necks and the curve of their shoulders.  Even in a pool full of heads, theirs are the ones I see.

I wondered one day if every mommy/daddy there feels the same way and experiences the same phenomenon?  I'm pretty sure they do, and I'm pretty sure it's all a part of that beautiful, intense, almost mysterious parent-child bond.  

Maybe what I experience at the pool everyday is just a glimpse of God's love for and intimacy with his children...with me?  When he looks at the proverbial pool for full of people (and it's a LOT bigger pool), He knows each head (my head), and His heart feels full upon the sight of each of His children (of me), and maybe He even audibly sighs?