The skies are gray.
But here inside the children play.

We pile the blankets to make our "nests"The colors speak, our home is blessed.



With play-doh and song
These are simple days
But a mother's heart, offers up her daysThe love and mercy that she deeply needs,
are found and freely given at her Savior's feet.
Acts 14: 17 Yet he has not left himself without testimony: He has shown kindness by giving you rain from heaven and crops in their seasons; he provides you with plenty of food and fills your hearts with joy."
Most beautiful....just like you. Love you much!
ReplyDeleteWonderful, the peace reigns!
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