Parenting refines me like no other thing thus far.  As I help little babes grow physically, mentally and spiritually, God is working on this Mama’s heart.  


It is full of stretch marks of my broken will, surrendered to His.  Sometimes painful, turn-my-head away ugly, at my own failures and inadequacies.  But HIS GRACE shines the brightest in my weakness.  I surrender all to you, my Lord.  


As I walk and teach and bend down to train little ones at eye level… look me in the eyes, and learn from me, I am pointing to the ONLY One who has ever changed this heart for the better.  


And so, while parenting is growing future little adults one day, it is etching away at Traci, and making me more like my Father in Heaven.


Deuteronomy 6:7  You shall teach them diligently to your children, and shall talk of them when you sit in your house, and when you walk by the way, and when you lie down, and when you rise. 



Each day of our lives we make deposits in the memory banks of our children. Charles Swindoll


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