My Pet Rock…

I’ve been so amped up and occupied with settling everything and everyone back in from vacations and getting ready for school lately that I’ve been much more of a human “doing” than a human “being”.  The boys and I have all been a little worse for the wear, and my heart has been aching in the midst of it all…trying to remind me of what really matters.  This morning Roman asked if he could paint some rocks he brought home from our lake trip.  Instead of outing with the “not right now” phrase I’ve been using so much as of late, I said “okay” and I’m so thankful that I did.  We just sat on the back porch in our pajamas and painted rocks.  Those preciously colorful stones will be Ebenezers placed sweetly by the hands of my child, who God uses so often to character me, in my garden.

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