Things like this happen to five year old little girls who hang out with 13 and 11 year old big sisters all day long every day. 
I love this Lord so....the One who brings me to tears and to my knees....then causes me to laugh out loud in the very next breath. The One. My One and only. He crushes me....then He swoops in and rescues me. He causes me to smile when I don't necessarily feel like smiling. He reminds me of something private....shared just between He and I. He softens my heart. He renews my mind. And my strength.
If You did not take that precious baby to Heaven...we would not have Zion Evangeline. Thank You, Lord....for our baby in Heaven and thank You, Lord, for Zion Evangeline.
Your choices are trustworthy. You give and take away and You are so good to us. Help us to know this in our wounded hearts. Help us to feel your presence despite our wounded hearts. Help us to trust You with our wounded hearts.
Oh...to have a glimpse of the masterful tapestry when all we seem to notice are the snarls and knots beneath the work-table.
Mar 31, 2009
Labels: Home-Education
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The other day I was bawling my eyes out on the phone with my mom as I drove home. I pulled up toward my driveway, and just by the road sitting on a big rock is a bottle of Ocean Spray Cran-blueberry juice and a bunch of plastic cups. Next to the rock is a sign that says, "Drinks fo free! Be shore to write your name on your cups!" Suddenly, I'm laughing hysterically into the phone, trying to figure out why in God's name my children have done this charitable yet embarrassing deed. As I'm parked by the rock, Katie came running out yelling, "April Fool!!!!"
Somehow I needed that.
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