Unless the Lord builds the house,its builders labor in vain.
Unless the Lord watches over the city,
the watchmen stand guard in vain.
In vain you rise early
and stay up late,
toiling for food to eat --
for while they sleep he provides food for those he
loves.
Sons are a heritage from the Lord,
children a reward from him.
Like arrows in the hands of a warrior
are sons born in one's youth.
Blessed is the man
whose quiver is full of them.
They will not be put to shame when
they contend with their
enemies in the gate.
Psalm 127
That says it all.
2 comments:
I like this one....did you desaturate? It is very cute. I added your blogger link to my page so now I am always going to check it. Thanks for watching my kids the entire day. sheesh!
word sista.
so glad you do this! blogging pictures of the little men in our lives is an excellent idea
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