and my daughter asked if she could do it on the way out.
No problem. We were in the Library for 45 minutes
and my son was the first one out.
it was supposed to be Natalie’s turn. No problem, there was
still one more door and one more button = Crisis Averted!!
ever faced came crashing back into her mind.
As I was driving home, I realized that I was experiencing the same thing she was.
I really felt like the light bulb went off in my head, and I was almost immediately released from my yuck feelings.
“Lord, help my priorities be your priorities. Help me to be the wife and mother that you designed me to be. And help me to be constantly teachable and moldable to be Your kind of person.”