They are blowing at me and running from me (?)
I’m unsure of the progress made at this point.
I’ll press on.
This week the boys endured their last week of the school year. One of their highlights was on this past wednesday when their whole school participated in something called “Field Day”. This is a day that the boys look forward to all year, even though their teams have never won. (Poor boys)
On Tuesday night, although it was raining, they all decided to practice for this important event. While I was helping my mom make dinner, we saw something run by the window. I stepped outside and captured some pictures of what I found. (So sweet)
They told me they needed to get to bed early…
The next morning, they rubbed out each others legs and shoulder muscles.
Trust is such a lovely word in a world thoroughly self-indulged and complicated. it is quiet. simple. it represents freedom. rest. letting go. there are so many unknowns in life:
our children’s struggles. a tentative move. critical talk behind our backs. a search for our own identity. bills to pay.
let go completely. TRUST. live with it all in an open hand before God. Jesus promises he WILL work it all out. I do believe for you, always…
a new sunrise.
~ann kiemel anderson
I read this tonight. Thought I’d share.
Psalms 46:10 (Be STILLL and know that I am God.)