Rain on the roof

It’s quiet in the camper right now.  Rain is falling on the roof and all around us.  I’ve listened to its quiet (and sometimes not so quiet) sound all day.  The kids are breathing softly in their bunks.

Life has consisted of lots of marshmallows, campfire songs, and fresh air.

 

My children and my husband have been infinitely patient with me and my journey lately.  Somehow, the Lord brought me to this place to rebuild me from the inside out and to truly, truly test me.

How merciful to be tested in a place where He is so easy to be found.

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