I believe that God really does know the details of our lives. The other day it was kind of a rough day. I was tired, the kids weren't listening. I kind of just felt alone this particular day. I said a little prayer in my heart that somehow I might just not feel so alone.
I got a knock at the front door and it was the sister missionaries from my ward. I was kind of tired, and it was busy. For a moment I almost thought about not letting them in. I kind of begrudgingly let them in my house to be honest. Within five minutes of them entering my home....I was already in a bit of a better mood. They were.... just there to visit. It was hot outside and I was happy to feel like I could help host them for a moment break.
However, in reality they came not to get a drink and have me help them, but the opposite. They pulled out their scriptures and asked if they could share it with me. What they shared was EXACTLY what I needed. It lifted and strengthened me.
God knows the details of our lives. Today was a particular day that I need to be reminded of that! With that being said.
I am grateful for Sundays and Sundays with this girl.....
growing up before my eyes!
This picture reminds me how much of her Dad she has in her....
Love a man in a seersucker suit. He really is my constant and always believes the best in me.
My little rag a muffin today. We seem to alternate days lately who gets dressed up...me or him....Today it happened to me.
Love my peops and how they help strengthen and believe in me. They are just what I need. Grateful for my husband and kids.