Sometimes we try too hard to find Joy!

As this posts, my husband and I should have arrived safely at our resort in Cabo San Lucas, Mexico. I might be already lounging by a pool, fruity drink in hand. Or eating fish tacos at a pool side bar. (Hopefully we are not stuck in an airport somewhere, or fighting with an airline about lost luggage!)

How being a parent STILL helps me understand God’s love!

My youngest child turned 5 years old this week. My baby has somehow become this sweet, independent, intelligent, compassionate little girl. She is someone I delight to be around – not just because she’s my daughter but because of the person she has become!

The words we use

My kids know how to show love to the people they care about most. They show compassion and empathy. Their little smiles bring big joy when they see you, then run towards you with arms wide for a deep hug. Their love is such a blessing to me!

To be truly alive

I know the deep contentment which comes with awareness of God’s presence. I also know what it is like to feel separated and unsettled, stepping forward blindly without fully trusting that God is taking care of me. Unfortunately, my trust in God’s guidance seems to ebb and flow – never ending ups and downs. Based on conversations recently, I don’t think I’m alone in this.