Sometimes life is chaotic. There are lots of twists and turns, and it is hard to focus on anything.
Then I take a deep breath, and I start to focus.
What I see is potential.
Then among the chaos, I am stunned.
I see hope.
Sometimes it is so hard to remember that there is hope, but when I take the time, hope is still hidden in the chaos.
Sometimes hope is easier to see than at other times.
But there are those quiet moments. When with clarity I can see. And my focus is on hope. That is what God took the time to teach my heart in the midst of a rough parenting day yesterday. I had a few quiet moments when Charlotte wasn’t crying. She was still wanting to be held, but she was quietly focusing on the tomatoes too.