Somedays the demands start early and seem to stretch one paper thin. Looking into the eyes of one child and then another, seeing uncertainty, can weigh heavy on a heart. The look mirrors my own sometimes and I hear that still small voice asking, “Are you going to trust Me?” Fear and what if causes us to circle the same mountain going nowhere. I prefer to climb, so I say yes. It takes a few minutes and words of truth are remembered. His presence is promised in middle schools, high schools and wherever the day takes this mom. And maybe in the stretching thin more of Him shines through.