Lesson of the day. I found this image on facebook yesterday and shared it on my wall, stating that I was "resetting my clock" and hoping that my clock and God's would soon sync and my husband would get to come home soon--he has been separated from us for about a year as he traverses the military path of a medical discharge and awaits among lines of red tape for a decision to be made. And then... The time was 9:33, it was an hour past my children's bedtime. I was cranky. They were cranky. I was trying to rush through scriptures and prayer (and shamefully texting through scriptures to make plans with a friend to go to a movie at 10) to get them into bed ASAP. We wrapped up prayer, I kissed their heads and sent them off to bed, sending one last text to my friend that simply said, "Ready!" Then, it all fell apart. My three youngest children began crying and begging me to stay home. "Please don't leave, mom. I have a really bad feeli...
"It is only with the heart that one can see rightly, what is essential is invisible to the eye." -Antoine Saint-Exupéry