Again I am late. Late to be born, late to get teeth, late to my wedding. Late.
And again I forget to start dinner early. So dinner will be late.
Again I forget to get the laundry out of the dryer so that it won't be wrinkled.
Again I knock something over because I am not looking.
Rejoice in the Lord always; again I will say, rejoice!
Philippians 4:4
Again I bow my head to pray for strength.
Again I snuggle my babies tight.
Again I stop what I am doing to make a hot breakfast for my husband who works so hard for us.
Again I look to the sky to see deep strokes of color on a blue canvas.
Again I linger with frolicking kittens to giggle.
Again I choose to hope, because all the messy agains are rushed away in the strong waters of hopeful agains.
Again I choose love.
And again aim swept away by the beauty of your words.
ReplyDeleteAnd again I am thankful for the blessing of YOU! <3
Deletewonderful and lovely!
ReplyDeleteThank you Cori!
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