Some days, I just feel set up. I accidentally slept in; precious time with the Lord just flew out the window. My feet barely hit the old farmhouse floor as I feel the rush of a messy day coming on. The kids are already up; not part of the plan. Before the coffee steams into my cup a child is crying, another dear soul is bickering over a toy, and the toddler is unloading the folded laundry from the basket.
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