I think I am coming down with Cabin Fever. I am tired, lonely, and cross. There are times when I long for something other than small children and an elderly mother, yet this is what God has for me this moment. If only I would embrace these opportunities before me, rather than become frustrated with my lot in life. If only my mother was able to follow conversations... If only coffee and muffins didn't taste so yummy.
I am a work in the hands of the Master Potter. I pray that His fingerprints are all over me as I walk through this life. This is my journey. Thank you, Jesus, for not giving up on me.
I am mom to seven beautiful grown ups and grandma to ten beautiful grandchildren.