humbled

it never ends.
I think I'm at a point where receiving help is just something I do and am unphased by it but then bam! the humbling process starts all over again as if it's something I've never done.

There is nothing more humbling (and sometimes humiliating) than having to receive help and not be able to return the favor with the same amount of time or effort that was given.

One day. One day I, with my four girls in tow, will be a machine. A machine of service at no charge because I will be paying a huge debt as it is.
As if my debt to Christ wasn't motivation enough (it IS!) this just adds fuel to the fire.