God has His hand in every little detail of my life. He brought me to where I am. He knew I would choose Jesus. He led me to this life and provided for me every step of the way, even when I did not acknowledge His presence or His help.
The Lord brought me right here, right now. He brought me to this morning, when Thomas is up early and making all kinds of ruckus. Did you see me write all. kinds. of. ruckus. The kid is a noise machine on a quiet morning.
The Lord brought me to the time when I taught Jackson to play Skip Bo. And then He brings me to each morning where the first thing I hear when Jackson exits the stairs is, "Mom, can we play a game of Skip Bo?" I usually think how early it is when he asks, but I better start saying "Thank You" to the Lord for the moments my sweet boy still wants to play cards with me. One of these days I am sure that desire will no longer be there.
And the Lord brought me to the gifts of moments where I get to watch Max dance to the songs he sings in his own head (currently they include "Counting Stars" by One Republic, "Back to You" by Mandisa and "Ready, Set, Go" by Royal Taylor). I think we are going to have to get singing lessons for that boy. I just smile and laugh when I see him, definitely marching to his own drum.
I am thankful to the Lord that He had/has good plans for me. I am thankful for the plan of His Son, Jesus Christ, who came as the Savior from my sin, so that I can be reconciled to God and in Heaven forever with Him when my time with these precious boys is over. I am thankful for each day that I get to notice the gifts He gives me and I hope that I will always have eyes to see the joy in the moments of my life.
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