Wednesday, January 28, 2009


Don't you just love mopping floors when the house is quiet, and everyone who walks, runs, crawls, dances and skips has gone to the library with Daddy, and baby who always wants to be held while he sleeps has been laid in his basket-bed and is sleeping by himself, and Third Day plays softly in the background, and with each swish-swish of the mop your heart grows a little more peaceful and you can hear His voice again?

'Cause I do.
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