Perspective

If a picture could sum up a day, it would be this...

but not just one day, two days!

Now to her credit, this picture was taken on the way to the doctor, where we found out that Sara Wells had an ear infection and was wheezing which led to this...

We cannot believe we have another child on the nebulizer

But I will be honest, there have been several times in the past few days where I felt like laying on the ground and pitching a fit right along with Sara Wells!  After we put the kids to bed and I started thinking about my past couple of days, a prayer that I had just written in my journal came to mind.

There is one thing that deserves my greatest care

that calls forth my ardent desires,

that is, that I may answer the great end for which I am made-

to glorify The who hast given me being,

and to do all the good I can for my fellow men.

Verily, life is not worth having 

if it be not improved for this noble purpose.

**Valley of Vision

I read this prayer last week the morning after we found out that Miller needs to stay out of school and church until January to give his lungs a good chance to heal and that Ella would be getting her tonsils out.  That morning when I read this prayer I was reminded that my number one purpose in life is to bring glory to God.  Right now, that means loving my kids well and showing them the love of their Heavenly Father even when they are whinny and so tired of being sick and being cooped up inside.  When I actually remember that my whole purpose in life is to glorify God all my frustrations seem so petty and melt away.  

Even just a few days later after Sara Wells had probably her worst two days ever, I needed reminding again.  I tend to get so caught up in the day to day and so quickly forget what is really important.  But God graciously reminds of his love and helps me realize what is truly important.  Just as God is patient with me, I must be patient with my children (and everyone else, they just seem to be the ones lately I am loosing my patience with).  Always showing them love, not frustration because my plans were a little disturbed or they were running up and down the aisles in the grocery store and it made me look like a mom with no control over her children.  

This Thanksgiving I am reminded how much I am loved by my Heavenly Father and hope to live my life in a way that I am always sharing that love with others, always lifting up and always pointing to Christ.