Ok. I have to correct myself. This week was the hardest week so far. My free spirit, stabilizing force was gone. I fought the dreaded virus that my children had the week before. I did not lean into God as I should. I was definitely not the most loving and understanding parent. **sigh** If it weren’t for the support of friends and family, I would be crazy.
Well, Daddy is coming home today. The washing is two weeks behind. The house is not in the best shape (could be worse). So, I have been in the bedroom, listening to praise music, frantically folding clothes and putting them away. The kids kept running in and out with toys, etc.
At some point, I stopped what I was doing, took their hands, and we danced. Whoa. I felt this warmth flood over me. Lately, the little boys will walk up to something they are not supposed to have, hold out their hands, and say “don’t touch”. They usually get a high five or similar positive response. We talk about what a wise choice they made. The warmth I felt earlier was as if God was giving me a big high five and telling me what a good choice I made.
Mark 10:14 ESV. But when Jesus saw it, He was indignant and said to them, “Let the children come to Me; do not hinder them, for to such belongs the kingdom of God.
Luke 10:41-41 ESV. But the Lord answered her, “Martha, Martha, you are anxious and troubled about many things, but one thing is necessary. Mary has chosen the good portion, which will not be taken away from her.
Let good times roll!
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