I come from a long line of criers – and if you know then you know. 

When I was little, we would go visit my grandparents in Dallas. Each time before we left, our family would circle up and pray. And every single time Grandma Cook and my mom would cry. 

I never understood it. In fact, my sisters and I would tease them every single time. 

Fast forward 30 some odd years and here I am  – the family cryer. I’m not the only one, but I’m not gonna put the sisters on blast in this here devotional. 

It’s been a year of change in Marino-Ville. I have a son that got engaged, moved out, got married, and graduated college. Say that five times fast. 

As if that weren’t enough on this ol’ mom’s heart, I now also have a daughter that turned 16 and will no longer need my services as an unpaid Uber driver. 

Did I cry the last day I drove her to school? You bet your bottom dollar. Did I cry when she took off for the first time solo – do I even need to answer that? 🤣

The fact that all of these things are seriously so good and I am seriously so proud does not make it any easier. 

Change is good, but change is hard. 

Moms of young kiddos – root yourself in Jesus. Put your identity in Jesus. 

Because after all, you are His. 

When they’re young. 

When they’re old. 

When they’re learning to ride a bike. 

When they’re learning to drive a car. 

When they let go of your hand and grab their spouses – you are His. 

And they need you to be rooted in Him. They need your strength to be His. They need your joy to be His. 

THEY need you to be His. 

“O Lord, I give my life to you” Psalm 25:1

🎶 Lord, I give You my heart 

I give You my soul

I live for you alone

And every breath that I take 

Every moment I’m awake

Lord, have Your way in me🎶