I am always keenly aware of God's hand in my life.
Never was I more aware, however, than I was last week.
It was Monday evening. We were all trying to get out the door for baseball practice and a children's chorus rehearsal. One of my children approached me asking for something they just KNEW they couldn't have.
After I denied their request, the child kept pushing and pushing. I was priding myself on remaining calm (it was HARD TO DO), but after about the 20th time of their requesting (and by requesting I'm putting it nicely) I just SNAPPED.
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