This week has been a busy one. Stopping and slowly has not happened around here yet. I actually have to say I found it easier to find HOPE than to give it. I have found that when I am at a loss for perspective or an answer, my 9 year old usually has a simple and totally appropriate solution for me. And she hit in on the mark once again.
I asked her how she thought I could share HOPE with Daddy this week. She said, "Oh that is easy Mom...say a prayer with him at night before you go to bed and than give him a kiss". She told me she would write the prayer if I needed help. I have to admit...writing a prayer, let alone reading it to Mike would be a new experience for me. However....I loved her idea. Authentic...real...and filled with HOPE.
So, I wrote it. I have it right here next to my bed. I am HOPING I can read it tonight.
Here's to HOPE!
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