Mama said there'd be days like this.
Days when it's only 8:28 and you've already given up on being a mother.
Days when your son chooses a butterknife to play with over a piece of jelly toast to eat for breakfast.
Days when you'd rather lock him up and go hide somewhere then be a gracious, loving mommy.
Days when you get to choose a sense of humor over a sense of despair.
Days when you decide to let go of all your aspirations to perfection and just be here, in the moment, today, and accept what comes.
Days when you choose to be like Joshua and Caleb and not the other 10 spies who said, "We felt like grasshoppers next to our enemy!" But you say, "The Lord is with us; we will not fear."
Days when you get to trust God's promises to provide grace and strength for the journey.
Days when you remember God is good.