week 15.

Last year's Easter was my favorite.  When I took time daily to teach my boys about Christ and His life, His purpose.  All else falls into proper perspective with that in its rightful limelight.  This year the week was chaotic in ways I could not control.  And when Easter Sunday arrived I felt cheated of the abundance felt last year.  Until I went to church, that is.  Where I strongly felt the Power of what My Savior has done for me.  And it hit me that He fills my gaps.  Always.  I give what I can each year, each day.  Sometimes my offering is huge...at others, completely insignificant.  But as long as I'm pushing and plodding with my best efforts, He makes up the difference.  And I am never cheated.  I am forever grateful for His Grace that smooths my flaws.