End of a hard day
Its been a hard day. From the heat to my mood, wild running kids, and fighting with my husband. I've cried more tears tonight over the thought of not being good enough than I care to remember. Little ones are still bouncing off the walls 2 hours after bedtime. Sometimes I think I'm losing my mind.
Then the words come. My oldest gets home from her first day at youth group. She's ahead almost 2 years from others in the same grade as her so she is by far the youngest there. I wasn't sure how it would go but she had an awesome time. She starts talking about trusting God in hard times and the introductions. They all got in a circle and said their name, the school they went to, and their favorite place. Her favorite places were: 1 -anywhere not in the coner, 2 - the pool 3 - Home.
Her favorite place to be is home. Out of all the places she could be she prefers to be home, where she feels safe, surrounded by a family who loves her, where she knows where everything is. Maybe, maybe even though I feel like I'm totally screwing this parenting thing up sometimes. maybe it's just a hard day. One day, not the rest of the days. Tomorrow will be another day and we'll make it a better day. God is good and so is the family he's given me.
Just my thoughts at the end of a hard day.
Then the words come. My oldest gets home from her first day at youth group. She's ahead almost 2 years from others in the same grade as her so she is by far the youngest there. I wasn't sure how it would go but she had an awesome time. She starts talking about trusting God in hard times and the introductions. They all got in a circle and said their name, the school they went to, and their favorite place. Her favorite places were: 1 -anywhere not in the coner, 2 - the pool 3 - Home.
Her favorite place to be is home. Out of all the places she could be she prefers to be home, where she feels safe, surrounded by a family who loves her, where she knows where everything is. Maybe, maybe even though I feel like I'm totally screwing this parenting thing up sometimes. maybe it's just a hard day. One day, not the rest of the days. Tomorrow will be another day and we'll make it a better day. God is good and so is the family he's given me.
Just my thoughts at the end of a hard day.
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