joy to be found.

I am pretty tired lately.

Being that I am in the third trimester with a little more than a

 month left to go...I am going to just say that out loud.

yes. tired.

 

 I think this is when it really counts for me...

When I am tired and so feeling the weight of life all around me.

This is when my survival relies heavily upon the time I spend in
God's Word...seeking His truth and promises for my days.
 And choosing joy through it all.

Because really there is always joy to be found.

This week for example...

Minky has a new found love for wearing my headbands
around the house. He calls them his "hats" and seems to get extra
cheeky when he sports my green "gween" band;).

 After a rough Sunday morning getting out the door...
my heart melted at church as
Jay snuggled Greyson in his arms throughout worship.
How especially thankful I was right then for this man I get to do life with.

And donkeys.
They brought us joy this week;)
Grey thought they were very "fwuffy"...fluffy.
It really made me smile as I watched the pure delight
that filled his little heart in a short visit to the donkey farm.

I am convinced that my son has found the key to gratitude.
He continuously finds joy in its most simplest form.
 Such a beautiful thing to witness and to be reminded of!