We had a full day today! It started with a tasty field trip to Maggie Moo's (Can I just say 14% butter fat?!? Just so you know!) and ended with watermelon and fireworks in the backyard. Sandwiched between these events was a wonderful afternoon at honeybee's house! She is such a kindred spirit, a wonderful conversationalist, and a great librarian to boot! The kids have already gotten started on the great books she let us borrow. (Thank you, Melissa!) If you haven't checked out her blog in a while, you must do so, she has awesome pictures and tales from their Virginia vacation!
Needless to say, I'm wiped out and would rather be in bed than waiting for a load of laundry to finish so that I can put in another one! As much as I enjoy reading your blogs, I'm not in the mood right now. My eyes are too tired and my brain, too full! I did, however, want to post an entry lest I forget a very touching moment with my eldest daughter this evening.
She and I had a falling out over some vegetables and disobedience. A little bit after this incident she came in to me and sought my forgiveness, totally of her own initiative. This is a first for her. Most of the time, she has to be prompted to apologize or ask forgiveness. She usually does it willingly, sometimes begrudgingly, but it's rarely her idea. Unlike my son, "Matthew Henry", and my extremely spiritually sensitive younger daughters; this daughter does not often show so much spiritual maturity. We have seen hints here and there, and there have been "Ahah!" moments where there is evidence of real understanding, but they are few and far between and it is easy to become discouraged. She is very introspective and it's hard to know what's going on in her head and heart sometimes. She's much like her father, so he gets her better than I and we often call her Abigail because she is her father's joy. But she and I are so very different; so I can get frustrated. Moments like this one are so encouraging because they are evidence, as I shared with her, that the Holy Spirit is convicting her and that Jesus is alive and working in her! I spent a great deal of time thanking her, praising her, and encouraging her for coming in to make things right with me. It was a very special moment. God is working in her.
And now I'm typing it all out, in the only diary that I possess, lest I forget. |
