Now to the laundry room, where I end most days. As I fold each hole-in-the-knee pair of jeans and treat each chocolate milk-stained shirt, I will pray for the child who wears them. The ministry of motherhood. There is no greater calling for me.
Tuesday, April 21, 2009
Blessed...
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2 comments:
Aww...I'm misty eyed! Thanks for sharing your heart!
And we thank the Lord for the mother, and for her Godly influence on young impressionable minds.
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