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Grace for her


It's been a tough winter.
Lots of snow.
Below 0 temperatures.
Being stuck inside.
My spirit took a plunge.
But not only mine but hers too.
I kept wondering what the heck has been going on.
And when she went outside to swing the other day and her face glowed with pure joy
God revealed that it's been tough for her too.

It started to make me think how I get lost in how to mother properly. To give the grace needed. 
I have bad moods. They do too.
My feelings get hurt & so do theirs.
I can become overly excited about something that seems silly to others & we know kids can get overly excited about what seems to be ridiculous things.

Parenting with grace isn't another set of rules for you to follow. It's a story that you're to rejoice in. Share the story with your children. Show them your savior. Show them Jesus. Dazzle them with His love. {Give Them Grace}

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  1. so true. i wonder why i often forget that they too go through the same emotions as us. just because they're little, doesn't mean they dont' struggle. and that they're not exempt from needing grace. such a sweet reminder friend.

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  2. Love this girl. Parenting with grace is something to rejoice in. Love.

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