For he will command his angels concerning you to guard you in all your ways...
I dropped you off today. A new fresh start for you. Mid year and I can't help but wonder how it will all turn out. My sweet girl, I left you alone with a thousand strangers today and I am clinging to the hope that God hears this mother's prayers. That you would find favor with those you don't know yet, and who don't know you. That grace would find you at this new school, in this new place. I told God this morning that I would turn my "concerns" to prayers and not worries. But it's only 9:20 Am and 2:35 PM seems like an eternity. How will I get through wondering how you are getting through? But this I wish you knew right now, wish I could whisper it right into your day...am now whispering. My sweet girl you are cherished, you are loved. You are precious in His sight. And He is with you...and I have prayed his angels escort you on this day and a million interventions are drifting heavenward.
You hem me in--behind and before; you have laid your hand upon me.
This is how we do Fridays-
5 minutes of writing whatever comes out!