Do you ever have those moments when feel like life is perfect. I had that today. Those moments will affect you in a way that is wonderful and dangerous all at the same time.
My kids are great, I serve a great God, and I have a loving, attentive husband. Then some things started to go wrong. Alexander got into stuff he knows he isn't supposed to, the DVD player broke, and the computer wouldn't cooperate. Pretty small stuff I know, but frustrating none the less.
Then I realized these things shouldn't strip the happiness away. My kids are still great, I still serve a great God, and I still have a loving, atttentive husband. That euphoria of life is perfect is dangerous because life isn't perfect, but God is and that is all that matters. He blesses us in ways that are unseen. I know I need to look for the blessings instead of looking for the baggage or things I hate. God is good and He loves me very much.