
Their pictures lead to family memories, and I am reminded about how God has given me a wonderful husband in Todd; so thankful that God has gotten us through plenty of storms that some marriages would not survive.
There is always a pause when I dust off Carson's pictures. I stop; study every feature. Tears sometimes make it hard to see all the dust, but I thank God for allowing me to be intentional in studying Carson's features ... God created them ... just for him. It's all I have for now, until I see him again in Heaven one day.
Then, I move on to look for and pick up priceless toys, left by our 6 Littles (Kingston, Reagan, Sutton, Chandler, Asher and Beckett) on and under the couch, on the coffee table (that is oval and makes a perfect track for those Hot Wheel adventures).
While on my cleaning quest, I also stumble upon assorted play high heels, red lipstick kisses all over the armoire mirror, and little scooters that are used to transport items from one place to another.
I praise God for reminding me to be intentional in praising HIM! Not for a neat and orderly home, like I use to think was so important. But, I thank God for giving me a chance to make my cleaning a treasure hunt back in time (even if just to yesterday).
There are God's miracle minutes waiting EVERYWHERE to praise Him, even on cleaning day! I will punctuate everything I do with a HALLELUJAH!
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