Growing up

I looked and saw that Deveraux was stirring our bowl....and she wasn't on a chair.  She could reach on "tippy toes", of course, I had to run and get the camera. 
Oh growing up is so bitter sweet!

Often in the morning, I pray at the close of my run...I make somewhat of a "proclamation" on where my heart is landing.  Where I am feeling a lack...something like this...'I want to pour into Deveraux today" or "I want to "love my husband well today..."  Those are good.  Yet, it hit me the other day, that I want to start each day with, "Thy will be done".  Whatever that looks like and be willing to be led.  Sometimes the proclamation is what I think needs to be done, but I want to be more led than that and believe that His will is better than mine and I have more strength when I walk in His way.