The little ones are bouncing around on the trampoline, haphazardly bumping into one another and laughing hysterically as they fall down. I can see them through the living room window. I know I need to be out there with them, and not sitting in here on the computer.
Sometimes its just easier to send them to play.
I'm tired again today and a bit overwhelmed at the state of the house. I'm wondering when God will get sick of hearing me say "I can't do this." I wonder when He'll stop replying "Yes, you can. I'm here to help." The Bible says that He'll never stop replying that way. But sometimes I still wonder. Oh woman of little faith. |