A few weeks ago, my husband and I took a small road trip. Our destination: the wedding of a dear friend. Eager for our time alone, we purposed to relish the car ride without two kids strapped in car seats fighting, crying, and playing as loudly as their hearts desired. So on the way back, we whimsically veered onto a highway that drove right past our old house: the one we lived in at the birth of our daughter. And on this familiar route, we reminisced and laughed hard together.
You see, that house was half an hour away from any town…way out in its own little eighty home suburbia with nothing else but ranches, sprawling acres, and those living the country life…
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Hi, I’m Jacqui, a wife and stay at home mama. I started this blog to share what God’s teaching me - how He’s changing me. It seems that most days I’m a little messy and broken. This is where I’m finding petals of grace. Beauty from ashes. Will you join me?
And this is another way children sanctify us–through their complaining and crying. Another opportunity for us to learn what God is like. Great reminder, Jacque. PS I had no idea Charis was like that–Wow, you guys were serving my kids so much during that time. Love you.
Yes Michele, I totally agree that our children do teach us what God is like and provide plenty of opportunity for our sanctification! Also, when we served the Young Adults, we were blessed to have help from my in-laws. We really loved that time! I’m surprised I never told you about all her crying! It seemed to be the topic of most my conversations! :) I know Suzanne heard plenty from me :)