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God Knows Better

I went to my monthly Mom's Support group meeting. Tonight's topic was our teens and dating. We talked about what we would want our children to look for in a mate. Hearing some of the women talk about what they expect to avoid made me think. I am glad God knows better than we do. I certainly feel like we have teach our children to find someone with like values. We all come from different backgrounds. That doesn't have to mean we cannot join together with someone in agreement for what that life together will be. It probably would have been easier for my husband to have picked a woman with less baggage. He probably would have had things much easier. I do wonder who he would be though. I think God used us to improve each other's lives. We are both better people because of that. I wouldn't be who I am without my baggage plain and simple. It might be burdensome at times, but it has given me compassion and deeper faith in God. I hope God will bring into my children's lives a mate that will see past the stuff that cannot be changed and believe the best of each other. I don't always act as encouraging as I should. Sadly in the day to day I get caught up in the every day frustrations and forget to be thankful. Thankful for the little things that my spouse does everyday to make my life better. Frankly, I am so very thankful to have a best friend who loves me through and through for who I am. I want THAT for my children too. Not perfection on some piece of paper.

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