Getting there

Day by day, we're getting there. Days are not easy, but we can now breath freely. The weight is gone. When I watch him, not only does my head know he's mine, but my heart does as well. We are still learning each other often. Jesus is teaching me gentleness. His kind of gentleness. The kind of gentleness Beth Moore describes in her 'Living Beyond Yourself: Exploring the Fruit of the Spirit.' "Meekness or gentleness is the power and strength from submitting to God's will. Gentleness is responsibility with power." I'm reminded I'm responsible to raise the soul of this dark eyed, curly headed boy in His name and in His ways. He has given me huge responsibility inside the walls of our small cozy home. He has put much faith in me, and I am nothing without Him. He gives me moments to choose victory over sin. I pray He gives me the strength to choose correctly. Choosing to wear my 31 pound baby while I cook dinner because he just wants to be close instead of shooing him away. Choosing to read him the same book for the umpteenth time. Choosing to see these as moments of victory. Daily, all I want to do is make Him proud. To finally make it home, meet Jesus in all His almighty glory, and here Him say, "Well done, my darling, my faithful servant. Well done."