Last night before going to sleep my husband asked me, “What is your favorite Psalm?” I told him Psalm 139, Psalm 139 is one of those Psalms that early on in my walk painted a picture to me of the tender care of the Lord, and provided for me moments of really?  No way! And how awesome is that.!!  Even though he read from another version than how I have learned it, the words that have made themselves at home in my heart resounded as he read them out loud.  My heart was leaping for joy at the sound of my heavenly husband and my earthly husband reading to me and tucking me in at night. O’ the joy of my soul being kissed by the Hand that has formed me, and my heart being kissed by the man who has pledged himself to me.  Thanking the Lord for this life which He has given me, and praising Him for His care to never leave me, never forsake me, and always pursuing me with His pure and everlasting love.

I spent some time with an almost two year old the other day, and it reminded me the responsibility we have to manage our response. Two year olds have a very difficult time managing their response.  When they are exhausted, their response can be an all out scream, a fit of throwing things, our even crawling to the floor to bury their head, and no matter what type of comfort comes towards them they can respond with a grunt, a scream or a kick.  Have you ever felt like a two year old?