Angels Sleeping....

Whether it's night time, 

or nap time 

there's something very angelic about sleeping babies (even if they're not actual babies anymore...).

I love sneaking into my Loves' rooms and just quietly watching them for a few seconds.

Soaking in their stillness.

Holding my breath.

Willing them to stop growing so fast.

Praying over them.

Thanking God for choosing ME.

Praying for their little lives and the BIG lives they will live.

Begging God to guide Wes and I as we lead them in those lives, then trusting that HE will.

Praying protection over them.

Swallowing back tears as I think about life's inevitable pain and disappointments they will experience.

Committing to doing everything in my power to lessen that hurt.

Then trying to convince myself that wouldn't be in their best interest.

Praying they always

......have hearts for the broken......

........fight against injustice......

........stand up for what's right......

........use their words to build up.......

......befriend the friendless......

.......root for the underdog........

......are humble in victory, gracious in defeat.....

......are slow to anger......

......have each other's back......

.......dance in the rain......

.......L A U G H out loud......

.......chase their dreams......

......enjoy life......

......follow their hearts......

......have a desire to seek The Lord fully......

Praying they believe Daddy and I love them unconditionally.

No matter what.

Praying they feel that love every. single. day.

Praying they always know how beautiful they are, on the inside and outside.

Perfectly beautiful.

Just a quick peek.

Breath again.

Shhhhh.

Angels are sleeping.