for He is good

It was around 7:30 this morning, still dark outside as gray clouds overcast the skies. Andrew had been fed. And I walked down the hall with him happy in my arms to join Scott and Morgan who were already goofing around in the king-sized bed of our dimly lit room. All of us piled in. Smiles on each and every face.

I paused. Took them each in. And prayed silently.

Thank you, Lord, for my beautiful family.