Another Day

Does shattered glass mean a shattered day? No. It simply means a rule broken, painful love, restoration and

I REALIZE how Thankful I am that there was glass to be broken.

Pictures, I stare at them after bedtime, I pray for these faces throughout my days. Moments by moment. The glass protects the images but as I look at my wall now, 3 with gloss and shine and realize that the one without the sheen is the one most real, most touchable it is that without the covering that I can see most clearly.

Lord help me now as I am listening to tears. Two were supposed to be separated, sitting in bed waiting for me to calm down. But someone has fallen which means a posterior was not properly posted; it means more correction, more pain and more love.

WHEN there is pain in our days there is more grace, more love and more growth.

In our Home, it isn't these faces that need the most grace it is the typest. It isn't the children that need to draw nearer it is me.

It isn't easy and I tire, but Lord I ask for patience, for kindness, mercy, energy, perseverance, clarity. I ask Lord that you help me see as you see, that you would make me grateful for every single moment, ever single fracture.

Thank YOU for your words that frame each moment of my life.

I pray today for Kenya, for older sister, for signed papers, for coffee conversations and chips and salsa. I pray for water and suits for words that will be shared. I pray for silent dreams and unmet realities.

I pray that today I would look towards HEAVEN, that I would be ready that I would stand before you unworthy yet faithful. I Believe in You, I Believe in Him. Help me Lord to see from your view and not my own.