I don't even know. I can't wrap my head around the mental processes that come up with that kind of result. But I love it. I laughed so hard I cried.
I've been feeling a little soul-frayed. Just tired. Every day seems to steamroll from one hour to the next, and tomorrow morning begins before I realize that today's ended. You know? Just a blur.
I'm so glad for my silly kids. I'm so glad for Sam making me laugh, because goodness knows I wouldn't stop to do it without his irresistible prompting.
This morning, Sam and Vava were anxiously awaiting sunrise. They wanted to go to playgroup, but I told them we wouldn't go until it was light out. When breakfast was over, Sam suddenly realized it was daylight. "Oh look!" he exclaimed in genuine surprise, "Thank you, God, for making the sun shine!" His gratitude took my breath away. I think, this morning, God sent the sunrise just for him - and glory shone from His glad heart.
I'm trying to let every scrap of joy shine straight into my bleary, tired heart. Soak up the laughter, luxuriate in delight - gratefully, gladly unwrapping every gift He sends me.
Thank you, God, for sunrise ... and for flashlights and bears and two thirsty dogs.