I’m still tired, but when my 4-year-old climbed onto my lap and pressed her warm body against me, I instantly felt comforted. Isn’t it ironic that the very children who can sometimes emotionally drain us through no real fault of their own are also the ones who fill us up and give us the strength to go on?
Dear God, help me to be a loving presence in my children’s lives. Help me to rest in You and to not worry so much (or really at all) about what tomorrow (or tonight!) might hold. Amen.
This is God’s way of recharging our batteries. It is precious, heartwarming, and mysterious.
Awesome blog. I’m glad I found you (through twitter).