January 24

Here's a pellet of truth: when every day seems like a carbon copy of the one that came before, I can start to feel restless. Bored and restless. Bored and restless and even trapped.

But here's another truth: in spite of what my feelings may tell me on any given day, it's always (always) a blessing to be "stuck" with these wacky, silly, lovable people. 

And I know that's the truth because God is the author of all good things and I was chosen to serve as their mother... by God. So for that truth and for the goodness of that not unsubstantial gift, I am thankful.