This morning God allowed me to see the most beautiful thing. After years of prayer, petition, planting the seed, waiting for God to move in our hearts... sitting in our office spending my quiet time, I looked into the living where my beautiful husband sat with his breakfast and did his quiet time. Since we began our relationship, seven years ago, I have asked God to bring our hearts into unity. I desired this time where my family sat rather alone or together, but at the same spending time with Jesus.

Plant the seed. Water it with prayer. Wait for the Harvester to do His work.

I sit in my classroom sharpening pencils for students and God begins then to put this strong burden on my heart. It is painful, but it is important to God. But while I am sharpening pencils, goodness that is hard. Like, God, I have things to accomplish... "Yeah, Me too."

We started school last Monday, and it was just five days before the fact that after years of planting the seed of doing my own daily devotions I was on a steady pace. Everyday, either right before I get ready, or most likely immediately after once I have waken up enough. It happened. My journal has the dates to prove it... August 16th, August 17th, August 18th, August 19th... of that 19th. And I know that if this new routine hadn't begun when it did my first week of school would have been an epic disaster. It's almost as if I am in one of those rooms that looks into a holding room with a two-way mirror. I can almost see the disaster that waited for me. Oh thank You for the Your discernment, Father!