Emotion Stew
My ears hear the tinkling of Christmas tunes in the other room as Little Mommy delightfully kicks of the holiday season early.
My nose reminisces on my childhood with the scent of a burning fire in our fireplace.
My heart feels heavy for my sweet baby sister who starts chemo on Monday.
My eyes truly embrace the gift of a clean house thanks to my precious husband and children.
My head reels with excitement as we make reservations for our mission exploration trip to Honduras.
My hands ache to hold malnourished babies, sign with deaf children and love on Honduran wee ones.
My soul thanks my God for a full life; not easy, but complete.
My nose reminisces on my childhood with the scent of a burning fire in our fireplace.
My heart feels heavy for my sweet baby sister who starts chemo on Monday.
My eyes truly embrace the gift of a clean house thanks to my precious husband and children.
My head reels with excitement as we make reservations for our mission exploration trip to Honduras.
My hands ache to hold malnourished babies, sign with deaf children and love on Honduran wee ones.
My soul thanks my God for a full life; not easy, but complete.
Comments
I'm praying for your trip.
Now, I'll start praying for your sister.
God bless, Sara