I love when my kids roll out of their beds in the morning and come out all sleepy-eyed and tousle-headed. They have the same sweet expressions on their faces as they did when they were toddlers, and it makes my heart all melty inside. Their first stop is always a hug for this momma, and then they camp out in front of the woodstove to shake off the cold air they had to endure between their piles of bedcovers and our living room. I treasure these sleepy minutes of cozy quiet and sharing last night’s dreams.
Lord, thank You for the incredible abundance in this momma’s heart.