He reached down from on high and took hold of me. 
-Psalm 18


This verse describes my life so well. God, the creator of the universe and the Father of all people, reached down from on high and took hold of me. And He continues to take hold of me every day.

Sometimes I forget how absolutely helpless I am without Him, and then, so quickly, everything is put back into perspective. Here, with children banging drums at 5am and arguments to settle and fevers to monitor and diapers to change, I need my God.

I don't need Him like I need a shower (necessary, but it can wait a day or two). I need Him like I need air.

I realized really quickly that without my Father dwelling within in me, without His love filling my heart, without His Word running through my thoughts, I grow tired before the day has even begun. But somehow, when I meet him in the morning and I allow Him to speak to my heart throughout the day, I have more energy than I ever thought possible. I have patience in situations that would normally drive me crazy. I am able to laugh and hug and play soccer with my children when I would normally be in desperate need of a nap.

He reaches down from on high and takes hold of me.

And I pray that He would do the same for every one of the children here.

These kids are blessed- SO blessed- to have parents who pray for them daily and understand the importance of God's Word in their lives. Every night before bed we have a time of worship with the children when we sing songs of praise to the Lord. And every night the children are read a section of scripture and walked through the meaning of God's Word to them. They are told how much the God of the universe loves them and wants to know their hearts.

God is reaching down from on high and taking hold of them.

Thank you so much for your prayers- for me and for the kids here.

We feel them.