My Father's Daughter

A Thanks for every day in November  ~ red-orange leaves turning yellow ~ time to help a friend ~ my tallest boy leaning into me when he's tired and frustrated instead of pushing me away ~ His grace that gets me through each day ~ forgiveness, and the reminder to forgive others as He forgives me ~ my family, just being together ~ the privilege of being a mother, a teacher, a hugger, a kisser, a helper, a baker, a lego locator and so much more to my amazing boys ~ Mercy...because I so don't get what I deserve ~ perfect fall weather ~ chocolate cake ~I'm so very grateful for lives laid down, for men and women who fight for our freedoms and for the oppressed around the world ~I'm thankful for the tantrums and the bad behavior ~for arguments and hurt feelings ~for headaches and insomnia ~for traffic tickets and money being so tight~I'm thankful because it's all grace. All of it. ~ I'm thankful for hot water to wash dishes and indoor plumbing ~ for hand lotion

I bought some new music this week. My boys were excited to slip the cd into the player. They listened and listened to lyrics that say: We were made to be courageous  We were made to lead the way  We could be the generation That finally breaks the chains...This is our resolution  Our answer to the call  We will love our wives and children  We refuse to let them fall (Courageous) Over and over again they listened, then they began to sing along. Then this: Each one thought that they knew better   But they were different by design   Instead of standing strong together   They let their differences divide...  But it was the rhythm of the dancers   That gave the poets life   It was the spirit of the poets   That gave the soldiers strength to fight   It was the fire of the young ones   It was the wisdom of the old   It was the story of the poor man   That needed to be told   (City on the Hill)                       And this: Nobody knows what we're for  Only what we're agai