I was contemplating on being in this house of mourning and realized something (again, scripture is proven..see ecc 7). I love the life that my kids bring to the house. I love their problems. I love the busyness. I love the love. I love the noise. I love the LIFE. We are living. We are really living. There is a LOT of life in my house and it is a good thing. I too often take it for granted and if anything good can come from a potential miscarriage, it’s helped me to see how much goodness there is in the life of my house. How much good life I have been blessed to be a part of…and continue to be part of. The crying, the laughing, the arguing, the obedience, the learning, the mistakes…it’s good to be alive. Praise God.
Thursday, July 31, 2008
Life is good
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We'll be praying for your family, Mr. T.
You have been in our thoughts and prayers and we will continue to pray. I want you to know that this post is right on, I cherish those same things...
Signed
Tom NOT Jerry
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