
and, tonight, I just didn't want to deal with it. I am a tidy baker.
Not far into the process, I was "caught" by my youngest.
"Oh goodie! Cookies! I wanna help!"
It was at that moment that God softly reminded me...
"This is your daughter. You prayed and asked Me for her. Enjoy her."
I relinquished. I gave her the flour, the butter, the eggs. It went all over the counter. I smiled and soaked up the whole experience.
And then I thanked God for the reminder.
He has a sweet way of doing that.
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