Sunday

Okay, so I know that it is Thursday already, but this post is about last Sunday. I arrived a little before the first service so that I could sing with the choir. I only had Ransom with me. The other two would come later with Daddy. When I went into the nursery to drop off the baby, I was relieved that one of the workers was already there. To my surprise, she was down on her knees praying. This was a great encouragement to me because, not only was she watching my youngest child in the nursery, she would be teaching Jericho's Sunday school class the next hour. I was thrilled to be reminded that not only were my children in her capable hands, they were also in God's.