Visual recall is what occurred this morning as once again (2 times prior) I went to clean the upstairs bathroom. It quickly progressed to emotional recollection as I saw Andrew's (almost 3) scribbles on the tub tile. I couldn't wash it away. I prayed for him instead.
Maybe when Lucy (almost 2) visits in October, she will be inspired to add her own markings to those of her cousin Andrew. I hope so.
I have no greater joy than to hear that my children (and grandchildren) walk in truth. (3 John 1:4)
Family treasures---that's what memory marks are to me,
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