I love my children.
One way you can tell is because though I am TERRIFIED of heights, I followed them to HIGH CLIFFS and not only allowed them to walk upon them but I, even I, walked among them.
Why yes, that is a cliff in which they could fall to their doom |
I can't even look at these photos without getting queasy. |
And my children love me too... one way I can tell is because they entertained all my silly ideas for Father's Day photos.

Psalm 127 comes to mind:
ReplyDelete“ 3Lo, children are an heritage of the LORD: and the fruit of the womb is his reward.
4As arrows are in the hand of a mighty man; so are children of the youth.
5Happy is the man that hath his quiver full of them: they shall not be ashamed, but they shall speak with the enemies in the gate.”
What blessings you truly are as you follow Christ. Again, blessings to you.
A in WA (and I won’t be commenting on all posts, but will certainly try to keep up with reading them now! :)