It's all going to be gone a lot sooner than I know. The good, the bad, the ugly, and all the stuff I just adore beyond belief about having these two little people living here with us.
Last night we were saying Psalm 23 together at bedtime. "The Lord is my shepherd, I shall not want..."
Evelyn interrupts suddenly with, "Mommy, what does 'I shall not want' mean?"
Pausing, I answer, "It means that the Lord promises to fill the desires of our hearts with Himself."
She's still mulling over the "He promises to fill the desires of our hearts" part, and she queries, "So...that means if I ask God for a house and I really want a house, God will --POOF--give me a house?"
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