I want to remember the smell of my baby’s breath and the soft contour of her toddler face, because I was there. I want to remember the ramblings of tales, and the twinkle of son’s eyes, because I saw him. I want my pre-teen beauty to have the confidence to tell me of her crisis, that she has nothing to wear, and know I care, because I listened. I want to laugh quiet-loud, while all else is asleep, with my night-owl eldest beauty, knowing those times will come fewer and farther between, because she is soon going to be spreading her wings.
Everyday I am learning more and more how to truly live. I am learning…
My hours and days should reflect my priorities,
and all the different parts of my life align with my core values,
in the same direction, and that direction is
pointed toward my life’s God given purpose.
Do you want to know how I practice living this way? There are more words to this post I would love to share with you. Meet me over here at Denise’s beautiful place, where I have the honor and privilege of being a guest.
and Counting Gifts…
Still much more to be thankful for, and I will be adding those gifts shortly. I have been busily and happily getting us all prepared for vacation, and we leave in just a few hours, 3am EST, to drive to North Carolina from Florida. So, although my gifts are written in my journal — my journal is packed away.
634. I will say now, I have been most humbled and thankful for the Presence of God that seems to be hovering near these days. My heart is brought low, and I worship, broken — but a heart contrite, the Lord will never despise.
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When I was 16 and pregnant, Jesus rescued me. Since then, I have lived for Him. When I stumble, I fall into a net called GRACE. At A Life Surrendered, I hope to bring encouragement when I share my stories — both trials and triumphs — of living out my days as a wife and homeschooling mama of 4, in pursuit of God.
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