Less than 5 minutes after Caleb left for a school overnight field trip,
I remembered he left a special comfort item.
Then my mind started to imagine what else was forgotten.
Would he have a good time?
He has been accident prone lately, perhaps he would require
stitches before lights out.
Before I could envision the next disastrous possibility,
my phone alerted and there was a text message from
a mom on the field trip telling me she was Caleb’s
A few moments later she sent a picture of him
photo bombing a group of girls 🙂
Several hours later, another mom sent a picture
of Caleb sawing a log.
Bless the community of moms!
Oh the places my mind will go when I am given
a few moments to let it wander aimlessly.
I am thankful God knows how prone I am
to this circular thinking.
Before they call I will answer;
while they are still speaking I will hear.
Isaiah 65: 24
Those text message moments found a home in expanse of this verse.
We had gathered, fingers braided in prayer before
Caleb crossed the threshold.
Those uttered words should have been enough.
Yet I had been rehearsing my worries.
God is well acquainted with the contents of my heart.
He knew the best balm for my
I am so grateful He hears and is more
than capable to protect Caleb
than his tattered blanket.
June has arrived.
Two places for your desktop enjoyment.