Today a friend and I visited a young woman who had a baby. The little guy is about 2 weeks old and so sweet. The young woman unfortunately doesn’t have the support of the father and is doing her best on her own. She lovingly held and stroked her newborn as she told us how things were going. I remembered that I was her age when I had my first son. And I remembered how I had no idea what I was doing. I was grateful for the people who were patient with me and helped me along the way. Today I was grateful for the opportunity to try to be a little of that for her.

I Found God today in a young mother.