Adult children need to grow up. Sometimes needing to say that is frightening to me.
I guess letting my pregnant daughter borrow an old nightgown for the night is like giving a cup of cold water to a thirsty person. Everything else smelled like camping I guess.
Sometimes I am very frustrated by my children’s needs and I give but not without wondering about my own wisdom. Certainly I wonder seriously about theirs!
All decisions carry some cost. I just think that when you make a decision it shouldn’t end up costing everyone around you more than it costs yourself. But, I guess that is life.
Lord, I need some mercy and a generous spoonful of your grace so that I in turn can extend some of that to my own kids.