In an instant, I am totally undone, a basket case of emotions.
So I attempt to breathe.
Cry, let it out, then wait.
God and I had a little talk as I ironed my dress...
"God, is it selfish for me to not want to take mom to church today?"
What good is it to worship Him if I don't love His child the way He would?
The 'door' of my emotions was hinging at that moment on something bigger than just a song.
I shut the door-to her stall and stood in the doorway of the bathroom, swaying and worshipping Him there!
The really cool thing is the word that Pastor Jeff shared. Stop, Drop and Roll. (You'll have to listen for yourself!)
This is my fleshing out the reality that I am a child of God, wrapped in the arms of Love Himself and that these days of serving my mother and father are eternal seeds, a short growing season.
God moments of gratitude for the past week...
bunches of tomatoes safely tucked in and growing