I have way too many pictures of my babies sleeping… I can’t help it. They look so peaceful and cute dreaming there. I never want to forget that moment.

You know the saying, “Let them sleep for when they wake they will move mountains?” I always envisioned them in the future as little adults making a change, being brave, sharing Jesus…

I never realized how many of those mountains would need to be moved in me personally.

The mountain of pride.

Selfishness.

Anger.

Insecurity.

The mountain of doubt in my ability to be a “good mom” (whatever that is).

But there’s also the good mountains they have moved closer to me, like a fortress of protection.

The mountain of love.

Encouragement.

Deeper faith.

Joy.

Innocence.

Adventure.

So, yes, I will continue taking pictures of my sweet sleeping babies and wonder what they’re dreaming. I will cherish the photos when they’re older and remember how much we’ve both grown. I will pray over them and raise them as best I can. And I will forever be grateful for the way they are raising me and drawing me closer to God.

Thank you Jesus.