Being a joyful mother doesn’t mean that things will always be perfect. God knows that my family drives me crazy. There are times I want to run away and I long for things past, but God always intervene, and challenges me to get my perspective back on track. He uses the voice of my 3-year-old son, who looks me in the eye and asks me “Are you happy, mummy?”
You must be logged in to post a comment.