This Life.

I covet my time at the end of the day. You know what I'm talking about. The kids are in bed. The kids are asleep, or at least on their way to sleepy-town. But this night was different. Call it hormones or a teachable moment, but I was fully in it as I made my way to Jeremy's office.

 Your adversary the devil prowls around like a roaring lion, seeking someone to devour. 1 Peter 5:8

Here I am three years into this thing. This thing -- parenthood. And while, I would consider myself one who has diligently prayed over and prayed with my child. I feel certain there is more I could do. Not one to condemn myself but solely landing on conviction here.

I would say the events of the last year or so have really opened my eyes beyond what I'm dealing with on a daily basis. No longer just occupied with the refilling of snacks and potty training, there's something larger going on in our world that will effect my girls, our girls for years to come. I don't shy away from the sinful condition of man's heart. I see it in my own toddler day in and day out. I see it in my selfishness for time to myself and the way I can snap back at the people I love the most. And yet, sin doesn't just exist in our family, but it is the state of our depraved world. Yet, where sin entered. The Savior came.