My three year old, alone, is enough beautiful mess for an entire lifetime of this mama.
The dressing herself, the constant whining, the can I have a snack question every 76 seconds.
Exhausting. But, gosh, she's beautiful. And messy.
In my 29, never 30 years, I've had a truck load of messy things happen to me. And a boat load of beautiful.
There are stories of death and divorce and sick kids and cancer and overcoming and...
Tuesday, April 8, 2014
Tuesday, April 1, 2014
Can't stop, won't stop
I have to tell you, I've been thinking about writing this post for for about a week now. I've set down to write it at least 3 times and turned away. The words just won't come. I think partly it's because I'm in such awe at what God is doing...no not partly, that's completely why I'm speechless.
One uneventful Tuesday I nervously registered for a trip to another country to serve orphans. I'm not kidding. I was shaking...
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