Wednesday, November 28, 2012
After my freak out session, I was gently reminded by God that I was so very wrong and broken. It came over me like a wave. Love is never jealous. Remember? My love for my husband and my children should be patient, kind, hard to anger, and not self-seeking. I was failing miserably.
How dare me be jealous of my husbands time? I was humbled. This is a phase, it's only a season. I'm truly trying to be in the moment, and enjoy all the fuss. It's just hard. And I'm just putting it all out there. I'm sure that I will look back at this time and miss it and want it back, so I'm trying again today. Thank goodness for grace, right? Wish me luck, A