He gives the barren woman a home, making her the joyous mother of children. Praise the LORD! Psalms 113:9
Sometimes we forget the small stuff... the important stuff.... like how precious our children are. Sometimes, our youngest daughter is a normal child, just about to make us pull our hair out...I suppose that's normal.... but sometimes, she's the most precious thing known to man! I've been slightly down in my back... much better as of this afternoon.... but yesterday while I was feeling my worst, she knew just what to do... a little card to brighten Mama's day!
We are blessed.....
