Solitude is enjoyable. Its a grand adventure if you ask me. An act that isn't too repetitious for the stage of life I'm in or location for that matter. My days, completely unraveled, would resemble each other almost to a T. We routine quite nicely around here and anything other than that seems to throw us off and leave us to picking up tears and frustration. More so on my end of the train. That's just how it is.
So solitude? I've got it tucked away for quick moments. Fragments of my day where I can kneel and pray for God to give me the strength to go back out there and get back in the game. To tackle those tempers and shape those hearts that cry out the only way they know how.
So solitude? I've got it tucked away for quick moments. Fragments of my day where I can kneel and pray for God to give me the strength to go back out there and get back in the game. To tackle those tempers and shape those hearts that cry out the only way they know how.
And he said to them, “Come away by yourselves to a desolate place and rest a while...”
Mark 6:31
Solitude can wait till my next potty break That is unless the little fingers and voices follow my demise.
Solitude.
How do you find it if you can?
How do you find it if you can?
I think only a mother can understand how precious a moment alone is, or better yet going potty or taking a shower uninterrupted, lol. I only have one 3 year old and she tests her limits constantly, I can only imagine having 2. My prayers are constantly, help me handle this right and with the right attitude.
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