"We are not meant to live a life of worry and anxiety about where assistance will come from. No! We are to rise, each day, with confidence and joy because we know that our help comes from the Lord."
No matter how good my day goes, tears still fall at two in the morning.
I am accepting everything that happened in the first half of this year. I will be facing the next half head on, while hoping it will be filled mostly with good ones this time.
What do you do when kiddo keeps bugging you to help her with her homework and you're drained from everything about this day?