As I hold these sweet boys in my arms, I can't help but be in awe of God's goodness.  I can't help to think about how precious our time is-especially with the people that mean the most.  How time is something that we can't get back and how our moments should never be taken for granted.  As I pulled my children in closer, I was reminded that even in the midst of this storm, my joy will not succumb to fear.  My faith will not give way to doubt and my peace will not blow away with the wind.  I was reminded that my happiness and worth is not determined by my circumstances.  That despite what is going on in life, my presence will never fade away; as our moments live on in the safety of our hearts forever.

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