This morning was round two of swim lessons.....we prayed last night and multiple times this morning for Jesus to help Connor not be scared and for him to have fun swimming in the water. He wasn't giving me much hope that it'd go well, but I thought of my current Bible study and how God's will is all about the little details in life, too, and I relaxed about it. If God wants Connor to be able to finish these lessons, he'll take care of it...and he did. Really, it's so silly that I was at all stressed and embarrassed about his behavior yesterday. He's two and a half and we are indulging in swim lessons in our safe, cozy America while Daddy is far away in a country where people could probably eat for months on the amount of money these swim lessons cost.
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