Yesterday, all I wanted to do was spend time praying, meditating and reflecting on the death of our Lord. Tall order for a mom of 3. Satan did everything in his power to make this not happen, and most of the day it worked. I had a really hard "mommy day." I found myself praying, "Lord, I just want to spend time with you!!!" And the truth is, spending time with my kids (even at their worst) IS spending time with HIM! So as my 3 year old was throwing fit after fit, and literally throwing her sippy cup at me while I was driving down the road, I "offered it up." I knew that I was going to have a little time with Him at the Good Friday service at church, where I could utilize the nursery. WRONG! No nursery. More offering it up. As I prayed last night, the Lord put this song on my heart. Even at my worst (which really isn't that bad) and I wonder where he is, he's there, on the cross.
Angels We Have Heard on High – The Dream
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