Jesus Loves Me...

".... This I know.

For the Bible tells me so.

Little ones to Him belong,

They are weak and He is strong." 

I have been humming this little song all evening long. While I straighten the house for the week to come.
While I pack my daughter's bag for her Day Mother.
While I nurse her.

My sweet little Baby - so tiny and yet so big already.
She will be eight months this week. It is hard to believe how fast time has been flying by.

Precious time.

She has started crawling now. And since Friday, she's been pulling herself up on everything possible.

Her little body must be hurting - I can see the exhaustion in her beautiful eyes, but she doesn't want to sleep just yet.

She wants to explore the house with her new found mobility.

Wants to find every cable in the house and bite it.

Wants to look and feel new textures.

I nurse her to sleep, she's so tired she barely finishes eating.
My heart is full of love for this little human being. Truly a blessing from the Lord.
I gently touch her hair, trying not to wake her up, while taking in that baby smell.

My pretty little daughter. Daddy and I are so proud of you.
We Love you.

God loves you.

What I wore

One day to work last week.

My grandmother made the top and undershirt.

I love it.

And I sent her a picture, so she can see how it looks.

I always include a picture of her great-grand daughter. 

And as I'm typing this post our E is climbing all over me. 

She has discovered how to pull herself up.

But that's a different post :)

I love her.

Seek His Will

"Trust in the Lord with all your heart;

    do not depend on your own understanding.

Seek his will in all you do,

    and he will show you which path to take."

Proverbs 3:5-6 (NLT)

These are the words I wanted to read this morning, before the day caught up with me.

A Saturday. 

How can it catch up with me, I wonder? 

But it did. 

It was one of those days where I got overwhelmed very quickly, wondering if I'm a good wife to my husband, if I'm a good Mama to our daughter. Am I a good manager of my time - between work and household, laundry and dinners? And once the thoughts start going, they keep on coming. 

Like the snowball effect. In August.

I wanted to read this passage this morning to keep my mind focused on GOD. Our GOD. Because in the end it wasn't as bad as I picture it to be. I'm a servant of GOD and with Him, I know I can do it.