Perspective

The other day I had a nurse come in and tell me that Payson was the first baby she cared for that was developmentally normal. Sometimes I focus so much on the muck and mire that we are going through that I forget to look at the real picture!

Thank you Lord, that Payson is a typical two-year old with several accessories! Thank you that he can run, play, hit, fight, laugh, rough house, cry and tell me at each house trick or treating that they gave him CANDY! Thank you for the excitement his eyes reveal when he sees Elmo, his dad or just going outside. Thank you that our journey, though tiring, is only a blip on the radar screen and one day this will just be a memory! Thank you, Lord Jesus, Thank you!