I'll just warn you up front. This is really just a bragging, make-myself-feel-better as a mom kind of post. I’m just sayin.
I had to run to the store tonight (yes, I just bought groceries last night, but Brian’s foot is swollen and he wanted some Aleve. Before you go and think that I’m a good wife, just know I went in protest and wasn’t showing him too much love).
Soooo, I came home from the store and Hope’s light was on—30 minutes after she was supposed to be in bed. When I went in her room, this is what I found:
This is not a common occurrence in our house. My girls have been at each other and being trapped in a car with them for several hours this past weekend didn’t help any of us.
BUT, once in a while, they love each other well. And I’m choosing to celebrate this moment—whether I ever get to see a sweet picture of a big sister reading to her little sister (and using fun voices for the different animals) again or not.
I wonder if this is what God thinks as He looks at humankind. We spend a lot of time in conflict with each other, but every once in a while, we come together in a sweet way.
I can totally imagine Him running to get his camera so that he can capture it.