I was distracted, not really paying attention when she said it. "This is my lip gloss." It should have commanded my attention, but the endless chatter doesn't always register right away. Thankfully, her sister was paying attention. And luckily, the markers are washable.
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 seven beautiful grandchildren, and tender of a shrinking "flower garden."