Sometimes in the midst of all that seems too much, we have the sweetest moments.
Annabelle fell asleep on the couch tonight after a long day of school and church and fellowship supper.
I can’t lift her when she’s dead weight.
But her big sister can.
Madelynne picked her up and carried her to her bed and we tucked her in together and then she told me how sometimes lately Annabelle is grouchy so Madelynne doesn’t tell her goodnight.
“I think God tells her for me, Mommy.”
I’m sure He does, baby, I’m sure He does.
Sometimes it’s just for a moment that the world seems perfect. But it’s those moments, those small glimpses of Heaven, that renew my faith everyday.