Blessed

I just have to take the time to gush a bit. I came home this past Wednesday to a “housefull of women.” They were laughing and joking and rabblerousing, in a feminine way of course. In days of the past that might have made me question whether a little uncompensated overtime at work would have been the better option. But here, in this case, I was blessed beyond anything I would have anticipated. You see, these ladies, of which there were four, were my wife, my two daughters (in-law) and the young lady that my youngest son is courting. Do I miss having the boys home? Yes, but that is what they are supposed to do . . . leave and cleave. But what a gracious God we have. He has designed a system wherein our sons can go out on their own, but our family still grows, and the love grows along with it.