I don't know what the future holds, but I feel like God keeps hinting at me with the possibilities.
But I'm also suddenly and painfully aware of how quick that can all be taken away.
I marvel at the imagination and creativity of my little ones. I struggle with whether I give them enough.
I struggle with how deeply I want to help children without families, and wonder how my own babies would feel about sharing their favorite lap with others.
It's the season of love, forgiveness, and inspiration. I'm open to all of it.
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