how do these thursdays arrive so soon?
speaking of time going by so darn quickly,
doesn’t it just seem that no matter how dull or speedily the days seem to go,
we are met so abruptly by the end of each day?
the evenings are always here before we know it.
even if the day seemed to drag
with the lovely light that seeps through our windows
onto our freshly bathed babes (my favorite),
to the cool breeze that tickles our necks
as we sit next to the open windows,
be joyful in hope,
patient in affliction,
faithful in prayer.
166. how when the children pray,
they thank God for answering the prayer
they are about to pray
167. painting adventures
169. the breeze
170. blooming flowers