Diapers don't matter

I know you're all on your toes wondering how potty training a 20 month old can possibly be a good idea, much less successful.

Well, as you might have guessed it is HARD. But I think it's hard at any age so I was expecting that. The 3 day potty training method was recommended to me and is actually a good method I think. It seemed to be working for us.
I won't get into all the lovely details with you, but we had one whole accident-free day on Saturday.
Then, we left the house.

As could be expected there were moments of frustration and satisfaction for both Mabry and I. Of course, I never let her see my frustration because that is NOT in the method......(hear: hint of sarcasm)

So life went on over the weekend and here we are at Wednesday night, and let me tell you it has not been a week I want to relive, ever.

God is at work, but it's not the kind of work we ever like to be a part of.
Yesterday, we stood by some friends as they buried much too small a casket.
Holden Newell Erwin
went to be with Jesus before his Mommy and Daddy ever had the chance to smell his baby breath or see him open his eyes, or change his diaper.
As I've prayed for this family, prayed that they could SEE God in this, I've had a heart check myself and perhaps a more focused perspective on my life as a mom and a believer.

I don't mean to lessen the pain and tragedy of what our friends are dealing with by talking about diapers, but in this moment diapers don't matter.

In this moment,
I don't want to be frustrated by my baby girl because of something I'm causing.
In this moment,
I want to color with her on the floor and not worrying about keeping her drawers dry.
In this moment,
I want to leave the house, or go for a walk, and enjoy my time with her.
In this moment,
I want to draw nearer to God and let Him work.

Unredeemed
The cruelest words, the coldest heart
The deepest wounds, the endless dark
The lonely ache, the burning tears
The bitter nights, the wasted years

Life breaks and falls apart
But we know these are..

Places where grace is soon to be so amazing
They may be unfulfilled, they may be unrestored
But when anything that’s shattered is laid before the Lord
Just watch and see it will not be
Unredeemed

For every choice that led to shame
And all the love that never came
For every vow that someone broke
And every life that gave up hope

We live in the shadow of the fall
But the cross says these are all …

Places where grace is soon to be so amazing
They may be unfulfilled, they may be unrestored
But when anything that’s shattered is laid before the Lord
Just watch and see it will not be
Unredeemed

-Selah