Instead of defending myself, I should have held her.
Instead of holding on to my agenda, I should have made the time.
Instead of lecturing, I should have instructed with gentleness.
Instead of responding to my disappointment, I should have opened up.
I can't live this day again, but I can ask for forgiveness.
I can call out for wisdom.
I can tuck her in with a goodnight kiss.
I can know that in these tough days we are both growing up.
I can thank God for another day.
It is because of the Lord's mercy and loving-kindness that we are not consumed, because His tender compassions fail not.
They are new every morning; great and abundant is Your stability and faithfulness.