The darkness we feel that closes in on us is an attempt to snuff out the treasure we carry, but the darkness actually serves the purpose of reminding us that the glory belongs to God and not us.
On a side note, another innocuous change in me as a parent as I've grown older is found in my lunch offerings for my fourth child, our bonus baby. Yesterday, she had samosas (a fried slightly spicy meat pie that is the food of heaven) and marshmallows for lunch. I was tempted to feel "parent shame" until my oldest son (who I had messaged her menu to) said, "It's ok. Let her enjoy life." The student has become the teacher!
I wrote this in 2015 remembering my mother and wanted to reshare it as I remember my mother this Mother's Day weekend. She's been gone for almost 11 years, but she's not gone from my heart. Happy Mother's Day Aiti. I love you! _______________________________________ I tucked in my little seven-year-old girl last night in her…
Today, I had to step out for a few minutes and the usual run-down of rules had an additional item or two added just in case.
Truth be told, while we have faced giants, big, scary ones in times past, we are here today. Somehow we made it.
Things changed quickly that day; before having children I really didn't know what it meant to take charge and do what was needed at any given moment. When diapers needed changing, baths needed taking, and crying needed soothing, I was there and did what I had to do.
Be careful little ears what you hear.