We take nothing for granted around here.
Every smile. Every giggle. Every roll. Every kick. Every kick.
They are victories, every one of them. What may seem small and insignificant is evidence of a big, big God that can move mountains...and our little girl's legs.
Today, He died for my little girl. For all of my little girls.
For all of us.
He died so that one day we can have more blessings than we can fathom.
So that one day she will not only be able to feel her toes, but dance on them and praise the One who gave His life because He loved her that much.
I will make sure she knows that Truth and all that He promises her in Heaven.
His sacrifice, more than we can ever imagine. His gift, greater than we could ever deserve.
Don't take it for granted.
Friday, April 22, 2011
Friday, April 01, 2011
I love this picture so much I had to share it. It is just so my girls. Anyone who knows them, knows that they love to be goofy. Like ALL. THE. TIME.
At 6am... during prayer... at bedtime...
I admit, most of the time it drives me nuts.
And that is exactly why I love this photo so much.
It reminds me how much joy their goofiness can bring me...if I let it. So often I get so stressed out about what they/we could/should be doing that I forget to take a step back and enjoy the best part of my kids...
They are goofy, silly, at times absolutely cra-zy, but you know what?
They are fun.
All too often do I find myself squashing the silly aound here, and for what? Life is just too short.
I now have this photo as my screen saver as a reminder to make room for the silly in this house.
For laughing as I drink my morning coffee. For allowing my girls to share their joy when talking to God. And for ending the night with a giggle or two (even if, a-hem, Daddy has been out of town for 4 days...)
So a very happy weekend to all of you. May it be filled with lots of silly!