Bursting at the seams-full of noise and movement and Lego's and kisses and sword fights and Sunday School art and laundry and Bible verses and prayers and...
Oh Love that will not let me go,
I rest my weary soul in Thee.
I give Thee back the life I owe,
That in Thy oceans depths its flow
May richer fuller be.
...at times weariness.
But in spite of my daily struggle to keep up with all that I have to do as a wife, mother, teacher, God manages to show me His abundance.
57. A pool full of water to splash and play on a lovely June evening.
58. An iPhone full of songs that fills my home with worship and "dance parties."
59. A lap full of praying boys.
...and a bonus...
60. A flower bed full of these beauties...that remind me of my mother...
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| "Old Maids" |
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