He put a new song in my mouth, a song of praise….Ps. 40:3.
“Because someday all you’re going to care about is telling Jesus stories.” Dallas Jenkins
Wednesday, August 26, 2015
It's 2 a.m. I'm home and exhausted. It hits me that I'll awaken later this morning to an empty house once again. I already miss the chaos and race to get three littles ready for the day. No more soft touch of red toddler curls and sweet smelling baby cheeks...My arms scream empty; I long to cuddle all twenty plus pounds of pure joy. I didn't store up enough kisses before I raced for the plane. I'm left with a single disk filled with photos of infectious smiles and child play. I want more than memories.
"I do not want to serve a God who fits into my limited understanding. I do not want to serve a God who can be explained in the human realm. I want a God who is so much bigger than me that I'll spend the rest of my life trying to know Him more, love Him more and serve Him better." Melanie Shankle
I love Jesus. Playing “Gigi” is a great gig!
God blessed me with 37 years of marriage to Rob...pretty much my most favorite role of all time in the history of ever!
It's 2 a.m. I'm home and exhausted. It hits me that I'll awaken later this morning to an empty house once again. I already miss the chaos and race to get three littles ready for the day. No more soft touch of red toddler curls and sweet smelling baby cheeks...My arms scream empty; I long to cuddle all twenty plus pounds of pure joy. I didn't store up enough kisses before I raced for the plane. I'm left with a single disk filled with photos of infectious smiles and child play. I want more than memories.
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