It does not matter...
If I live is the most beautiful mansion on the hill.
If I have a closet filled with the most chic clothes.
If I own a Ferrari.
If I have a ton of wrinkles on my face or cottage cheese thighs.
If I paint a piece of art that rivals the Sistine Chapel.
If my house is neat as a pin at any given hour of the day.
If every dish in my kitchen sink is washed.
It does matter...
That my husband knows he is the love of my life.
That my children know they are loved and valued.
That I serve the Lord with all my heart and all my might.
That I remember who I am.
That I return with honor.
1 comment:
You are so right. It's all about perspective.
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