My Daughters, My Children

Sometimes ya have a day like we had today - where ya almost feel like satan gets the best of ya. Where he uses people you'd never expect him to use to try to break you down...

And it ALMOST works.

But then I walk in the door at the end of the day to this...


And everything seems right again. And as soon as I am done getting bumrushed at the door with hugs and kisses from her, I turn to greet this one:


And after another round of hugs and kisses I realize just how blessed I am.

My daughters. My children. Incredible blessings from God. And no tool of satan will ever be able to pry that joy from our lives.

Sorry satan. You lose.