Wednesday, February 17,
2016 (7:50 p.m.)
Oh Most Holy God,
I don't need to tell You
what kind of day this was. Stalled traffic on the freeway with few
snacks in the vehicle. What was planned as a quick and easy trip with
lunch once we arrived ended almost two hours later with two very
hungry children and two exhausted adults.
Back and forth the
accusations went. Decisions not to bring adequate provisions and
choosing to take one freeway over another all because of the time of
day didn't pan out well for any of us. Father, thank You that we are
all still hugging and loving each other.
Moods ran the gamut. Short
tempers. Fatigue. Grumpiness. Giddy, silliness due to lack of sleep.
And the break your heart prayer of a four year old confessing our
states of mind and asking that we all do better tomorrow.
Wow! Go figure. Thank You
Father. Thank You for the snuggles and the giggles. Thank You for the
sweet natures that worm their ways through the sassiness. Thank You
for the chance to do it all better tomorrow. His lips, Your ears I
pray Blessed God. His lips, Your ears.
We love You God. We praise
You. We worship and adore You. Oh Lord, here they come again...
His lips, Your ears...
(220 words ~ 8:12 p.m.)
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