My.honest.heart.
Sometimes...
I miss my baby boy when he's in bed at night.
Most of the time...
My heart feels ready to explode with love for this baby boy.
Sometimes...
I feel disheartened.
A lot of times...
my faith is weak.
Sometimes...
I feel disullusioned with prayer.
Sometimes...
it feels like said prayers hit a wall.
Sometimes...
I feel that I could be doing so much more.
Most of the time...
I have to be content with being a mom and realizing that is a lot.
All the time...
I know that I need Jesus.
Sometimes...
my hubby surprises me.
All the time...
I learn new things about him.
All the time...
Life is changing.
Most of the time...
I am on board.
Some of the musings of my heart.
Que Dios les bendigas.
1 comment:
It's just like you to write without pretense--such honesty! You "miss your baby boy when he's asleep." How beautiful. It reminds me of what it must be like for the Lord, or for my parents. It's love I barely begin to understand.
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