This Sunday we(A group of Pastors Kids) went visiting with
the children in KNH. Talk about trying to walk in our parents shoes :) . And
we got to bring in our friends too. Yes, if you didn't know, now you
know.. I am a PK. A title I wear proudly despite the ooh so common
notion that PKs (not the chewing gum. Pastors' Kids) are spoilt brats.
To be honest, I have had my fair share of that side. Being God's
grandchild (considering my parents are His children) isn't as cool as it
sounds. The sneaking out of the house instead of just informing the
parents that I will be out till late. I don't even know why I chose such
hard roads. They would have let me go if I asked. Smh. However that's a
Story for a different post.
This has nothing to do with the post :) |
Waitheres and a little angel. |
The kids are a family. They fought over who needs to have the remote
control and sang along to the fronzen theme song. Sweetest thing ever!
They knew each other's names and what ailed the other member of the
family.
See why they scare me? I mean how can one be so selfless? So caring and at peace in the middle of a raging storm?
This week, the challenge is to get out if my mind and into His will to be less of me and more of Him. To focus less on what I want, need, wish to have, and more of how can I be used by Him to make someone's day better, less stressful.
I couldn't leave without more photos. :)
This week, the challenge is to get out if my mind and into His will to be less of me and more of Him. To focus less on what I want, need, wish to have, and more of how can I be used by Him to make someone's day better, less stressful.
I couldn't leave without more photos. :)
Aren't they precious? Well written Ice
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