My men came in from the camp early this afternoon. They had to quit working because of the rain. So, needless to say I was surprised when they came in the door, after expecting them to be gone most of the day.
In came my not so little boy, dressed like his dad in his camo overalls, old t-shirt, boots and ball cap. He was sweaty, dirty and slightly on the smelly side. It was one of those moments that only a mom could appreciate. The mixture of stinky boy and loving child that takes a mom's breath away. You see, my young man may have been on the dirty side, but in his hand was a bouquet of bright yellow flowers for the woman in his life...me! I hugged him too...dirt, sweat and everything else!
Isn't it amazing that our Heavenly Father knows when we need a little sunshine in a rather ordinary day?