Is it really March? Time is flying by... I still have a Christmas present undelivered and Thank-you's from Valentines Day unmailed...paint cans still out from the redecorating... and a basket of clothes not unloaded from our camping trip two weeks ago. Guilt is lessened by the fact that so much of my spare time before this weekend had been filled up with a fantastic bible study I was a part of. I still have a few weeks of "homework" to do, but Beth Moore's "A woman's heart, God's dwelling place" is completely compelling and addictive. If you are looking for a study to be a part of, buy the workbook and download the sessions here.
This past weekend though we found ourselves stopped in our tracks. Stephanie came down with a fever. High fever. Meds could not seem to touch it. Temps like 104.5, 103.2, 102.7 were common on the digital readout! Her little ears were red and hot to the touch. But, she is a trooper. No complaining, just laying there wondering when it would end. I would not choose sickness for my children, but it allows those little places of a Momma's heart that get used less and less as the kids grow older to be revisited. Last night came a soft request of "Momma will you rock me?" Getting up in the night to take a temperature or administer meds reminded me of years ago with middle of the night feedings... How grateful I am that I caught a glimpse of love like this again.
School is rushing past and Spring has sprung around here.