I am in a quiet house and in my bed with strep. My dear friend very graciously volunteered to care for all five of our children today, so that I could rest. I have done just that and, other than to go to the bathroom or the Dr's office, have been in bed ALL DAY! It has afforded me some time to catch up on a few blogs I love to read.
I found this on one of those blogs (thanks Faye!) As I watched, I cried. Not so much because of what their cardboard said (although it is powerful), but because it made me think of what MY cardboard would read:
Before: Unworthy, Unloveable, & Damaged Beyond Repair
Now: Blessed Mommy, Happy Wife, Daughter of the King