In That Moment
Its that moment when my children join in singing one of our favorite worship songs. Their off-key, yet sincere, voices rising to the top of our van. Its that moment when Jon reaches his hand across the console to grip mine and squeeze. Its that moment when my heart rises into my throat and tears threaten my eyes. Because in that moment… no matter that I feel like I’m doing everything wrong and I question every parental decision… in that moment… I know we’re doing something right.
My cup overflows.