Tonight, New Daddy complained of our bedroom smelling like poo. Ah, yes, dirty diapers. And now, I'm wondering if I need to splurge yet again on another step can, since the one I selected is too small. It sure would make laundry day a lot easier to have a "nicely damp" can, along with a separate, "rank and dirty" can.
Hmmm.
While we were away at some awesome revival services this weekend, Uncle B had a revival on his blog. I'll leave the preaching to him, though :D. Something else-- I had never thought of hibernation pointing to the resurrection. Y'all enjoy!
The evening has been rather interesting-- trying to nurse a fussy newborn who can't breathe because he got a cold from his sister. Yipes. Plus fighting the same cold, myself. We got in at 3 o'clock Monday morning. Combine that with the usual sleep deficit that I am perpetuating by blogging and finishing housework late... but, I'm happy to report that God's grace is sufficient, and "This, too, shall pass."
I'm finding that I really can rejoice in trials, when I see my patience growing every day. Like, two steps forward, and one step back. But, it's progress!
Hmmm.
While we were away at some awesome revival services this weekend, Uncle B had a revival on his blog. I'll leave the preaching to him, though :D. Something else-- I had never thought of hibernation pointing to the resurrection. Y'all enjoy!
The evening has been rather interesting-- trying to nurse a fussy newborn who can't breathe because he got a cold from his sister. Yipes. Plus fighting the same cold, myself. We got in at 3 o'clock Monday morning. Combine that with the usual sleep deficit that I am perpetuating by blogging and finishing housework late... but, I'm happy to report that God's grace is sufficient, and "This, too, shall pass."
I'm finding that I really can rejoice in trials, when I see my patience growing every day. Like, two steps forward, and one step back. But, it's progress!
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