Day 8 of Spring Break. Already. Wow.
Our day: a sleep-over, followed by a morning-long playdate; pizza for lunch; bouncing with friends on the trampoline; a walk to the duck pond; slurpies from the corner store.
They have the life, those girlies. Such a good life.
Their Mama has a good life too. So many blessings. Which, as reminded recently by a sweet friend, need to be counted, not merely acknowledged. I am thankful. And continually counting.
Jonah chapter two was a bit of a challenging read this afternoon. The prophet praying in the belly of the great fish. Weeds wrapped around his head. Feeling like he was in prison. But as soon as he confessed that "salvation is of the Lord", God spoke to the fish and Jonah was vomited onto dry land. And as soon as we confess our sin and realize that God is the only One who can save us, He will.
No theological input today from the little ladies.
No pictures today, either. I left the camera in the van. Which spent the day at the office.
Tomorrow, however, the vehicle, the Canon, the girlies and I plan to be out and about.
Stay tuned for our Day 9 update!
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