But then when I look at the blessings God has given me through my responsibilities, I am reminded of how I am truly blessed. I do pray for less stress in my life, and for better ways of dealing with it. I pray for more opportunities to enjoy life to the fullest, the way God intended. I pray that I will hear God clearly and obey Him in every area of my life.

In the mean time, I pray that I can simply hold on. I took this picture of our foster baby holding onto my arm. He does this often. His tiny hand can't even grasp my arm, but he holds on tightly - in a way that lets me know he loves me and he doesn't want me to let him go. May I hold onto my Heavenly Father in that same way... there is NO way my tiny hands can even begin to grasp His mighty arms, His mighty strength or power; but if I hold onto him - showing Him with my love and my feeble attempts to hold onto Him, that I NEED Him to hold me tightly and not let go... I know He will not give up on me, and He will not let go.