It's quiet now, the afternoon far-spent. The children have pulled on their shoes and gone home. There are remnants of playtime scattered here and there...
It was cold outside this morning, like late October rather than mid-August. I put on a sweater and my lace-up shoes, and stayed pretty much inside the house because it's hard to keep track of three rambunctious children out of doors on a cold and windy day.
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.