Three Scriptures...

The Scriptures... I was picking up the house last weekend after church and saw the girls scriptures in a row placed on the piano. An amazing burning came over me. As they all walked in the door from church (hungry of course) and eagerly removed their pumps to relax, one at a time placing their own book the first place they could. I couldn't help but think how thankful I am for righteous children. They each have such a sweet, strong testimony.