Walking a short distance behind me, I hear small feet slowing down accompanied by whining and complaining. “Momma, my legs are tired. Are we almost done? Can we go back to the playground? Momma, can you carry me?” My first inclination is to become frustrated. They had their time on the playground, now it’s my... Continue Reading →
Dear Son, Thoughts of you fill my mind tonight. It’s your first night not living at home. And although you’ve been away from home many times, you’ve never not lived here, in this house, under this roof, with your dad and me and your siblings. Yes, tonight is different. You packed up most of your... Continue Reading →
Good morning, God. It’s me. I’m up a little earlier than usual this morning. I’ve made my coffee. I’m seated in my office, at my small black desk, to meet with You. As usual, the house is quiet this time of morning. All I hear is the ceiling fan above my head, an occasional car... Continue Reading →
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