With My Eyes I Have Seen Him

Life continues. And so does my list.

Not so scary faces because of the bright smiles behind them.
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Meeting new people and making connections.

Brokenness. Learning the freedom of daily dependence on Christ.

Cousins. Lots and lots of cousins.
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Listening. Truly listening to the sounds around me. And hearing my son sing, “Give Me Jesus”. Every. Single. Word.

Blowing on baby’s belly and laughing boisterously together.

Reading books to a pink bear, pink blanket in hand. When did so much pink arrive?
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The beauty of worship. Melting inside as I look out and see the arms of a two-year-old lifted with his father’s.

Disappointments that push me to see Christ rather than focus on self.

Hat askew on red curls.
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Holding those tiny hands in the parking lot. Thankful that I have tiny hands to hold.

Yummy new perfume oil.

Daddy’s helping hands.
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Singing with my hubby. Sharing Jesus together. Sharing harmonies. Sharing smiles. Sharing hearts.

Friendships. Holding the light for me. (Thanks, Cardo!)

Sundays. A gift of rest from our loving Creator.

Baby Jude. We actually have a doll in our home named after him. Audrey is enraptured.
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Football season! (Go Cowboys!)

Look, Mom, no training wheels!
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“I don’t like school. I LOVE school!”

Nanny & Pappy.
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My little model. Gap and Eddie Bauer here we come!
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God’s strength is perfected in my weakness.

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