What happened to your face? That was the question I was asked when I dropped Charlie and Olivia off at their daycare on Wednesday. It took a brief look in the mirror to realize why I was asked that question. I had mascara all over my face. Now my husband had told me before I left the house that I had it on my face, but he didn’t tell me that is was as bad as it was and that I shouldn’t have left the house with my face in the condition it was.
Normally this happens when I am having a rough day, but Wednesday was different. I was so consumed with thoughts of God’s faithfulness, that the thought of looking into the mirror didn’t occur to me. Read More