I walked into my son's room and looked around. I started a mental note of everything that still needed to be done, but God's voice is louder. His mercies are new every morning. The curtains will get hung, daycare will get paid for, and, soon, my perfect baby will be sleeping on that beautiful bedding.
|Sneak Peek of Sawyer's Room|
P.S. - I just burnt the bacon...but who likes soggy bacon anyway?
The Lord is good to all: and His tender mercies are all over His works.