Category Archives: Children

A walk in the park

It was one of those blessings which God surprised us with.

Anne, now a graduate with her diploma, wanted to get her announcement pictures in a scenic area.

As we discussed this desire, we both felt a little concern.

“Mom, I don’t know any places around here.”

Of course I don’t either.

Anne loves flowers and we both thought a garden would be great, but we didn’t know if there were any in our area.

Our photographer has lived in the area for a while, so I texted her our concern.

She too was unsure where a garden could be found, but promised to look into it.

Anne’s internet search turned up an answer to the scenic views which was nearby.

I contacted our photographer and she knew the place, said it would fit the scenic part perfectly, but didn’t remember any flowers.

She encouraged us to go ahead of our scheduled shoot and explore.

Then it rained for two days.

Friday was a beautiful day, perfect for a walk in the park, but…I had a migraine.

It lasted until Monday.

With our lives focused on house guests, we forgot to go that evening.

The shoot was scheduled for Wednesday, so we had to go Tuesday.

Life got very full, and we left half an hour after we were supposed to, so lighting wasn’t the same.

Anne and I were a bit discouraged, but determined to look at the area.

We parked the truck and found there were several flowering trees.

There was even one which came down close to the ground and gave a lovely back drop.

I was snapping pictures on my phone to send to the photographer.

The road turned sharply to reveal a logged area, it held beautiful views.

The road rose dramatically and I found it difficult to make it up the hill.

However, time and persistence equalled success.

Upon reaching the top, we were delighted to find two trails gloriously decorated in trees and tall ferns.

The trail we choose had two natural arches and Anne loved it.

I began texting pictures to our photographer.

To my surprise, she asked me if I had seen the field with a barn in it.

After a little discussion with Anne and some texted questions to the photographer, we walked back to the truck.

There’s two places people park, so I figured we’d gone to the wrong one.

We drove just a bit down the road and started walking again.

Anne mentioned pictures of a bridge over water she’d seen on the internet.

“I’d love to take some pictures there, do you think we can find it?”

I told her I was hopeful.

This road was larger, there were more cars.

The hill wasn’t as steep as the last one, but I was wearing out quickly.

As we walked, still surrounded by trees and under growth, we kept looking for a break in the cover, expecting the barn and field.

Anne decided to jog farther down the winding road and look for the field.

She returned looking concerned, there was no signs of a break in the trees.

We were running out of time, the park would be closing soon.

We tried looking at the internet map again to discover where we were, but without success.

The location wasn’t working.

I texted our photographer, asking how far down the road we should go.

When she responded with driving to the extra parking lot, I knew something was wrong.

Where we were had a tiny space people used for parking, but there was certainly no other parking lot connected to this one.

We walked back to the entrance and I sent her a picture of the gate and bulletin board which held lots of instructions.

Her response was immediate.

We were not in the park we were supposed to be, we’d found an area of State lands.

“Well, no wonder we can’t find the barn!”

Anne and I packed up and drove home.

We knew our schedule for the next day wouldn’t allow time for us to explore.

“We will just have to trust the Lord.”

That evening we packed up into the car, had a bouquet of flowers, two pairs of shoes, a hat, and cardigan.

We drove farther down the road than the night before.

I got a little turned around at the entrance, I’d forgotten to read the directions first.

We met up with the photographer shortly afterwards.

Just around a softly sloping turn in the road we walked up to the field with a barn in it.

And there were wild daisies!

Anne got to take pictures surrounded by flowers.

As I stood out of the way, I praised God.

This was the perfect spot and exactly what Anne wanted.

After many pictures in the field we returned to the parking lot, and then decided to take a different path.

It led to the bridge and water.

My heart over flowed.

Anne had surrendered all her desires for this to the Lord and we were both blessed by how God arranged it all.

He gave us this moment and it will be a precious memory.

Because we both know pictures for a Graduation Announcement are not really important in the scheme of life.

But we can and are praising Him.

For He is amazing and worthy of all our praise, in the smallest and the largest of things.

Psalm 104:33 KJV — I will sing unto the LORD as long as I live: I will sing praise to my God while I have my being.

Dear Lord Jesus,

Thank You so much for Your faithfulness. Lord, when we walk with You in all things, our lives are full. Lord, Your love, compassion, and patience are incredible. Your truth is life. You sustain us throughout. Thank You for all Your wonderous works. How great and awesome You are! Please, let our lives bring glory to Your name. Thank You! Amen.

Embracing change

Because change is good, it’s healthy.

The older I get, the more I find myself learning this truth.

As a young woman change was terrifying.

I lived in fear of bad things happening and did all I could to ward off danger.

But after living through years of loss, I learned change is healthy.

He used those years to teach me about the frailty and blessing of life.

Not to waste my time trying to avoid whatever may come (because many things are completely out of our control), but instead to invest in the day I have.

Which is why I can walk through our current changes and smile, even though my heart aches.

Our son-in-law and daughter and the grandbabies moved almost three hours away last weekend.

Our youngest daughter will move in a few weeks.

Our home will hold just three people, something we’ve not had in over twenty years.

Yes, my heart is missing them.

Yes, it’s a time of grieving a loss.

No, I’m not unhappy.

Because God is doing this and I’m so thankful for His guidance in each of their lives.

I’m practicing praise.

Praising Him for all He has given us.

Worshipping Him, so thankful He is directing their lives.

Honoring Him, because these people, who began as babies in our arms, never belonged to us, they have always been His.

I’m expectant, because although I don’t know what the future holds, I know Who is holding us.

May our lives, wherever we are, bring glory to His name.

Psalm 86:12 KJV — I will praise thee, O Lord my God, with all my heart: and I will glorify thy name for evermore.

Dear Lord Jesus,

Thank You for change. Thank You for using life’s changes to shine into my heart and mind those things I would not have willingly learned otherwise. Lord, thank You for the patchwork of experiences which have brought me to this place. Thank You that You are using life to hone our hearts and help us learn dependence upon You. Lord, I rest in the knowledge that You have each of these dear people in Your hands and I thank You for all You are doing in their lives. Please continue to grow them in their walk with You. Please continue to provide for their needs and guide them in each day. Thank You for these dear people we love so much. Thank You for using them to teach me about You and Your love. I praise Your holy name, Jesus. Amen.

A chapter closed

and another began, last Friday.

Because our youngest daughter graduated from high school.

Praise the Lord!

He has been so faithful to her and she has grown in so many ways.

Honestly, I don’t know where to start counting His blessings.

It is why there’s a cross on her tassel instead of a year.

Anne put it there because,

“God is the One who brought me through this, and it’s my way of thanking and remembering His goodness to me.”

I just smiled and nodded.

For Anne to complete her GED has been a long and difficult journey.

Anne has always found book learning challenging.

Reading was especially difficult.

I kept looking for patterns, something which would guide me as to what she was grappling with.

God brought us some solutions during her 5th grade year.

She was experiencing health issues and our doctor sent us to a specialist.

“Migraines, she having migraine headaches.”

The doctor spoke so matter-a-fact about it, but I couldn’t wrap my mind around it.

“Isn’t she too young for that?!”

He calmly explained it was unusual, but not impossible.

He gave me some things to try and foods to avoid.

We made the changes and she improved.

About the same time I was able to find an eye doctor who found out why Anne would pass an exam, but was struggling to read anything in the afternoon.

She has an unusual eye fatigue problem, her dad, my husband does as well.

When the eye doctor caught it, she ordered glasses right away and explained that Anne’s eyes couldn’t hold a focus after 15-20 minutes.

I remember thinking, “No wonder she’s struggling in school!”

In middle school I’d taken her and two siblings to a tutor who specialized in helping those with learning disabilities.

After doing lessons twice a week for over a year, I received some training from her to work with the kids myself.

My husband’s job had changed and we couldn’t afford the lessons any longer.

Then we took the big step.

I went to the school district and asked to have Anne and her sister tested for learning disabilities.

My husband and I had done that for our son years before, so it wasn’t an unknown.

I can’t say enough good things about the people we worked with in the school.

They were God’s blessing to our family and I love them.

Anne and Bell began taking one class a day in the SPED room after both being classified as having learning disabilities.

When we moved here, I was nervous.

Being a homeschooling family is one thing, but having your students on IEPs and still homeschooling is another completely.

God was so patient with me and my fears.

That summer held so many changes.

Before our move here, Anne’s health went seriously down hill.

Our doctor had me make a food journal and we started noticing a pattern.

Anne is hypoglycemic and if she doesn’t eat protein every four hours she has all kinds of trouble.

So, with our move came a new schedule which included Anne eating protein often.

When school began we contacted them and began the meetings.

(If you don’t know the process with an IEP, just trust me, there’s meetings.)

I explained to the head Special Education teacher we had just moved from a tiny rural place (like 800 people total) to where we were now (sitting in a highschool with 1,000 students) and how we were willing to do whatever was required.

Anne had to begin attending class, twice to three times a week depending on the schedule.

It was not a little frightening.

After the first week I mentioned Anne’s trouble in dealing with the mob of students as she was trying to make her way to class.

The teacher changed her schedule so she’d be coming and going while regular classes were in session.

We were so surprised and thankful, Anne actually began enjoying her class.

After about a month of this, Anne had finished all the required testing and we had another meeting.

“We can not provide services for her, because she no longer has a learning disability.”

I cried.

I couldn’t find the words to express my joy at the improvements she had made.

Anne no longer had to attend the high school, we simply continued her education at home and praised God for this unexpected blessing.

After all her struggles, it was very understandable that she felt a good deal of concern about her ability to pass the GED.

She studied and took practice tests as well as online classes.

She stuck to it and a week ago she passed her final test.

We are excitedly awaiting her diploma.

God has answered our prayers and provided for her in incredible ways.

We are enjoying this month with our graduate.

She’s going to be leaving us for the summer.

God put it on her heart to live with my mom and care for her while Mom under goes two surgeries, first on her right foot and then the left.

We will miss Anne so much, but are so glad she’s doing this.

My heart can not contain the joy I have when I see my children walk with Jesus.

Paul’s words speak clearly for me:

Philippians 1:3 KJV — I thank my God upon every remembrance of you,

Dear Lord Jesus,

Thank You for Your faithfulness. You are incredible and I praise Your holy name. Lord, thank You for each of our children and how You are guiding them. Lord this journey of our daughter’s has been difficult, but it’s made the end so much sweeter. Thank You for blessing her in these things. Thank You for teaching her about trusting in You. Lord, whatever the next chapter holds, we will praise You. May her life bring glory to Your name. Amen.

$10

This was my Christmas present from Jase.

He and I saw it at the Goodwill.

We’d run into town one morning, because his last pair of pants had a hole.

We are praising God for his growth, he’s actually been changing sizes pretty regularly!

However, it means we have moments where he’s out of clothes.

I’d taken him to a department store first, only to discover they don’t carry children/youth sizes.

We chatted about what to do as we headed to the car.

We agreed to try Goodwill next.

Not only did the Lord bless us with two pairs of pants for him, he bought me this little end table.

When we’ve had time, we’ve been working on it.

He does the sanding and I do the painting.

My husband already promised to do the top coat since I can’t handle that.

Today, we hope to get it finished.

Then, it will go up for sale in our booth.

Jase and I are excited to see the end product and hopefully it will go from someone’s very warn, no longer wanted furniture, to a useful and attractive piece.

Because it’s actually not in bad shape at all.

It was made well of good material (solid oak) and it has a lot more years of service left in it.

Infact, it feels like an opportunity to turn this $10 table into something someone will use and enjoy.

Most of all it reminds me of Jesus.

When God made the world it was good.

Well made, of good materials.

Then sin entered, by the choice of mankind, and the human race has become scared and ugly and often times feels unwanted, unloved, warn out…

but Jesus!

He’s work cleans and refurbishes our broken weary soul.

He’s carpenter hands know exactly what each heart requires to be restored.

And He’s never “finished” caring for each one.

We are never put up for sale.

God bought us with His Son’s blood on the cross and we are His cherished possession.

In fact, He’s continually working on the heart, polishing and removing the stains of sin, death, hurt.

Sometimes it’s rough, like sandpaper over our soul, but it’s always good.

His ways are perfect and He knows what is required to bring our hearts into a beautifully restored creation He intended from the beginning.

I’m so thankful to Him.

Thankful He paid such a high price for me.

Thankful He is working on my heart.

Thankful for all the seasons, including the rough ones.

Thankful for His gracious and enduring love and patience.

It’s wonderful.

He’s the one who is patiently hopeful.

He’s patiently restoring my heart and He has confident expectation that His work will be completed.

Praise God!

Dear Lord Jesus,

Thank You so much for all You have done and are doing in my life and in the lives of others. Lord Jesus, each day is a new gift, full of opportunities to love You and love others. Lord, please forgive me for allowing circumstances to cause me grief and fear. Thank You for reminding me that each day is worth living, just because You live! I love You, Jesus. Amen.

Happy Boxing Day!

It’s a holiday in the UK and always follows Christmas.

As my friend once said, “You know, it’s for boxing up your things”.

What a great idea!

After all it takes a great deal of effort to get everything out, I love the idea of setting aside a day to put everything away and make things tidy.

We certainly will be doing some of that today.

But more than cleaning and reorganizing, I’m going to be thanking God.

Our youngest girl turned 18 yesterday.

She’s a beautiful young woman and I’m so glad to have her in my life.

I praise God for the friendship we have and the beautiful way she has blossomed.

Yesterday, as we all enjoyed opening gifts and making gingerbread houses and eating loads of goodies, I just felt so blessed.

God has been so good.

His way is perfect.

His plans are best.

When we moved here, Anne had to leave her job, her friends, and most of her family.

It was tough for her.

But He has given her so much here.

She helps me around the house, cooking and cleaning.

She helps watch the grandbabies and she sometimes stays with Sis to do chores there.

I’ve watched her walk in the Lord grow.

She’s been learning how to do things she never would have if we’d not moved.

As we cleaned up and chatted last evening, my heart was so full.

God gave us such gifts in each one of our children and I am so grateful.

Although, letting go is difficult, I like watching to see what God is doing.

I know I can rest in His will for our family, every single one of them.

He made them and He loves them even more than I do.

Praise God!

As we “box up” today, I’m going to treasure the beautiful memories while prayerfully waiting for all the Lord has in store.

Dear Lord Jesus,

Thank You so much for our beautiful daughter. Lord, thank You for our family. I praise You for all Your blessings. Please continue to walk with each one of us and guide our hearts and minds. Lord, You alone are worthy of all praise, honor, and glory. I love You, Jesus. Amen.

A gift of gratitude

It was later in the afternoon.

I had required a rest after lunch, so Jase and I had resumed home school afterwards.

I wasn’t feeling amazingly well, so I was a bit slow on the uptake of what was happening.

Jase had just been reading aloud to me from his book when he stopped.

I looked up to see why, since he doesn’t like me to “look over his shoulder” while reading.

His face was serious and his eyes held something which I couldn’t place at first.

Then his voice:

“Mom, thank you for all your time helping me and teaching me things. Not just school work, but all the things you teach me.”

-pause, blink-

He’s serious.

Nothing about his face or tone was sarcasm.

“I just realized I don’t think I’ve ever said, ‘Thank you’ before.”

I couldn’t speak.

I just gave him a big hug.

He was a little put off by the silent tears on my cheeks.

“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to make you cry.”

“No, buddy. It’s a good cry.”

And thus I received the nicest gift of gratitude I’ve ever gotten near Thanksgiving.

It’s one I will cherish a long time.

And it made me think.

If this is how my son can touch my heart how does my gratitude touch the heart of God?

I’m sure it’s beyond my understanding.

Especially since His love is so much greater than mine.

1 Chronicles 16:8 KJV — Give thanks unto the LORD, call upon his name, make known his deeds among the people.

Dear Lord Jesus,

Thank You so much for this precious gift from our son. Thank You for giving us our son. Lord Jesus, thank You for loving us so much more than we can possibly understand. Lord, thank You for walking with us in all things. Truly, You are worthy of all honor, gratitude, and praise. May our hearts never tire of looking upon Your mighty works and worshipping Your holy name. I love You! Amen.

…as little children

Matthew 18:1 NKJV — At that time the disciples came to Jesus, saying, “Who then is greatest in the kingdom of heaven?”

It’s easy to stand on the outside of this and judge the disciples.

To wonder what was going on in their hearts to ask this question.

But no matter the questions which run through one’s mind when reading this account, there is a wonderful gift of truth in Jesus’answer.

Matthew 18:2-3 NKJV — Then Jesus called a little child to Him, set him in the midst of them, and said, “Assuredly, I say to you, unless you are converted and become as little children, you will by no means enter the kingdom of heaven.”

What does it mean to become as a little child?

Watching our granddaughter with her Daddy brings a good example.

She looks forward to time spent together.

She runs to meet him when he comes home from work.

When something is scary she throws up her arms, eyes upon his face, waiting for his arms to enfold her.

When she’s hurting she buries her head under his chin.

When he holds her hand, she follows.

That is the relationship.

One of complete trust, complete dependence upon God.

Of course, our granddaughter has moments of self, when she needs to be removed from error.

She has times of misunderstanding and frustration.

But these never bar her from trusting in her Daddy.

It never dampens her joy at being with him.

She doesn’t hold a grudge.

Yes, I want to have that relationship with Jesus.

Dear Lord Jesus,

Thank You for Your Word. Thank You for loving us so completely. Lord, help my heart to learn to be as a little child, to love my Heavenly Father with trust and joy. Lord Jesus, thank You for this truth. Expound it to our hearts and minds this morning. Help us to learn to love You as little children. Thank You. Amen.

Father and son

Honestly, at one point in our lives I didn’t think I’d ever be able to say that: father and son.

When I found out, many years ago, I was pregnant I assumed we were having another girl.

We already had three daughters.

It just seemed to be logical to assume we were having a fourth.

I was wrong and more than a little surprised when the ultrasound showed a son.

Children are a blessing and each is a unique treasure.

I’m certain we would be just as happy if God had given us another daughter, but it’s been fun to have a son.

(Although he doesn’t always like being the youngest of three sisters. It can be kind of like having four Moms.)

He loves each of his sisters.

He has the distinction of being the only boy, so sometimes he gets Dad all to himself.

It’s been fun to watch.

My husband and our son doing things together, being “guys”.

When they came home Sunday evening from six days of camping and hunting I was glad.

They were super tired, but had enjoyed the time.

My phone alerted me to a text this morning and it contained the picture at the top of this post.

Father and son, 2020.

Little moments and memories like these are so valuable.

I hadn’t realized what precious gems they were until our oldest girl married and moved.

Now that we are down to only two at home, I find so much joy in capturing these treasures.

And I am reminded…

God feels the same way about me.

Jeremiah 31:3 NKJV — The LORD has appeared of old to me, saying: “Yes, I have loved you with an everlasting love; Therefore with lovingkindness I have drawn you.

And He is a part of these lovely memories with my family.

After all He gave me each and every one of them!

It is another proof of His incredible love for me.

I can praise Him during these moments and I can cherish the love He gives me for them and through them.

With each day, through each circumstance, I can walk in the love of Jesus.

I can abide in His presence.

I can show this same love to those around me, especially to my children and my husband.

And I can treasure these moments.

Praise the Lord!

Dear Lord Jesus,

Thank You so much for my family. Thank You for my husband. Thank You for each of our children. Thank You for our son-in-laws and grandchildren. Thank You for so many others we love, family and friends. Lord Jesus, please continue to help me see how blessed I am. Please continue to show me how to cherish the moments. Lord Jesus, You are so good, so faithful, so true. Help those who have yet to know You to find the truth. Let them know how loved they truly are. Thank You. Amen.

She finished them!

It’s a shame I didn’t think to get before pictures of most of the furniture.

With my husband’s vacation being cancelled, Anne was in more of a hurry to try and get these done.

But I can tell you, they needed work.

There was definitely a reason all of the pieces put together was $50.

The tall dresser was in the best shape, as the long dresser had water damage on top as well.

The night stand had three burn marks and water damage.

The bench had stains on the top and a really big black widow spider living inside.

(One of those moments when I moved faster than normal!)

It was definitely an opportunity.

Anne learned a lot about the joys of renovation.

She also got to add her own special touch by painting flowers on the different pieces and the knobs.

Through it all I prayed and praised God.

Because I really didn’t help her very much.

Monday and Tuesday I helped some, but by Wednesday she’d learned each step and took over.

When it came to painting the mirror she took her time and was super careful.

Last night, Tim and hubby carried the dressers upstairs.

The smaller pieces we did previously.

We all commented on how her hard work paid off.

I love that God gave Anne this project.

I love how the furniture looks.

I love that Anne has gained a skill along with confidence to try something new.

I love that she now has furniture to take with her, whenever and wherever God leads her as an adult.

God’s ways are always best.

I’ve needed to be reminded of that this week.

I’ve been reading the book of Job on my Bible app, but didn’t have it bookmarked in my Bible.

So, I knew it wasn’t a coincidence when my Bible fell open to Job 38 yesterday morning.

God’s words to Job were exactly what I needed to hear.

I had wanted to do this with Anne, every step of the way.

But that wasn’t what happened, because God knows best.

Yesterday, when Tim was asking about the project I honestly said, “No, I really didn’t help much. She did this.”

Instead of me working alongside her, it was Jesus.

As a mom, I find it difficult to let go.

I want to be with our children, no matter their age, to help, to encourage, to listen.

But that isn’t always what is best for them.

And God knows exactly what is.

I’m still learning how to let go and trust Him for each of our children.

And what a great reminder to that truth, these beautiful pieces of furniture that Anne and Jesus did.

Who has put wisdom in the mind? Or who has given understanding to the heart?
Job 38:36 NKJV

God did, and I’m praising Him for it!

Dear Lord Jesus,

Thank You so much for this opportunity. Thank You for teaching Anne how to do all these things. Thank You for giving her this opportunity not only to learn, but to stretch out into something new. Lord, please continue to guide and direct each of our children. Let their hearts be molded by You, that their lives might bring You glory. Lord, thank You for reminding me that Your ways are best. Thank You for teaching me another opportunity to let go. Please continue to speak into our hearts and minds. Please continue to bring us closer to You. I love You, Jesus. Amen.

Simply love

It was last Friday.

Jase had gone out to get the mail.

He came in with news, but it wasn’t the mail which brought it.

“Mom, the neighbors are having a yard sale!”

I smiled.

We’ve gone to yard sales for years and the last two summers I’ve joined with Sis and Tim in having one.

Jase really enjoys them.

So, I told him if he could get Anne to go with him they could go to the sale.

I was busy cooking.

Anne knows how much Jase enjoys a yard sale and I think she likes them too, because it wasn’t long before they left.

What surprised me was how soon I heard the front door open.

But only one voice responded to mine, when I asked how it went.

“Mom, I thought you would like this. I know you love hydrangeas, and you had to leave all of yours when we moved, I hope you like it.”

Her worried smile startled me as much as her words surprised me.

She was holding a fairly large potted hydrangea, about a third of it was rather dead looking.

“Oh wow! Honey, thank you! What did it cost? Can I pay you back?”

“No, Mom. It was only $2 because it’s dieing. Do you think you can save it?”

“It’s worth a try!”

I wiped my hands and thanked her.

Since I didn’t have time right then, I gave it some water and went back in the house to finish cooking.

It was a while later when both returned from the yard sale.

Jase had bought a scooter.

His other one is a cherished gift, an antique from the UK.

He doesn’t ride it much, because it’s a bit small for him now and I’ve asked him to be super careful with it.

His yard sale find is bigger and definitely seen plenty of use, so it’s perfect for everyday around the block.

Anne’s other purchase was a pot.

One of the trees on our other property had beautiful yellow flowers every Spring and we all loved it.

So, I was determined to bring a tiny sapling which had grown the year before we moved.

Over this last winter I mentioned the thing looked dead, but my husband wisely advised we wait for Spring and see if it was.

To our joy it put out leaves.

It’s now in need of a new pot.

Anne had thought of this and bought me a the pot.

When I had time I looked over the hydrangea.

The part which had died was putting out new growth.

The pot was really small and it was very root bound, so I decided to place the hydrangea in the new pot.

Our tree can wait till it goes dormant for a new pot.

I have really enjoyed the new plant.

But what warms my heart is my daughter’s love and care for me.

Both the plant and the pot were her way of letting me know she noticed what I had to give up with our move and was trying to give it back in a small way.

Years ago our oldest did something similar.

She had bought me some books which I’d left behind in the UK from our move.

Both girls showed me their love in simple ways of remembering my little moments of letting go.

Simply loving me like this is such a blessing.

I am humbled by their love and attention.

I know it’s a reflection of Jesus’s love.

1 John 4:19 KJV — We love him, because he first loved us.

John 13:34 KJV — A new commandment I give unto you, That ye love one another; as I have loved you, that ye also love one another.

Romans 12:10 KJV — Be kindly affectioned one to another with brotherly love; in honour preferring one another;

Dear Lord Jesus,

Thank You so much for my family. Thank You for our children. Thank You for Your love which has been poured out upon us. Please continue to help us be people who love in the simple things, people who look for the details, because it’s the small things which add up to the large. Please help us to be faithful in the little things. Lord Jesus, thank You for showing us such love, mercy, patience, and understanding. Please let our lives bring glory to Yours. Amen.