Last night was awful. Just awful. I didn't get to bed until very late, and was up way too early.
My heart was completely broken after watching footage of a peaceful protest in Dallas, that suddenly turned horrific when a sniper shot 14 police officers and civilians. 5 police officers, all fathers, lost their lives. I cried. I prayed. I mourned. I was absolutely sick at my stomach, grieving this horrible tragedy. I didn't want to get out of bed this morning. But Presley spent the night at my mom's last night, and I had promised I would take Brooks on a breakfast date.
So I drug myself out of bed, and this little guy came walking in.
Me - Why are you all dressed up this morning?
Brooks - Because. Just you and me are going to get breakfast. That's like a date. And I wanna look nice for you.
Be still my heart. So thankful for this little fella and his ability to always make mommy smile.
Our breakfast cost $17. But I left a $20 tip. My heart was so broken, and I wanted to make someone smile, to give someone a little extra hope.
So as we left I asked Brooks, "do you know why mommy left so much extra money?"
"Yes," he said. "You were spreading the love of Jesus."
The world could use a lot more hearts like his.
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