With God, it's possible to be content wherever we are, with whatever we have.
She was drowning-in friendliness, in community-and she was starting to think she didn't want to get pulled out.
God made something special when He made you.
No matter where she went, God was her family. He was her hope.
I also try to weigh my motives. Am I doing what I'm doing because it's what God desires, or because I'm afraid people will be disappointed if I don't?
Every time that God gives us a child, it's His way of saying He trusts us-trusts us to offer love and to guide the child toward Him.