I’ve noticed that recently, I am drawn towards the outwardly broken. Not because I want to be broken, but because at least I know they aren’t pretending. I pass a homeless man on the streets, and I feel an immediate connection. They need help! So. do. I.
No more controlling the flesh. No more failed efforts. No more fake relationship.
The days I doubt God are days that start out like any other-I wake up to the pitter patter of little feet and little voices demanding food. I toss and turn, and I beg for more silence. Sleepy eyed- I prepare breakfast, I pour coffee, I wipe faces and tables. And then I sit. I wait for clearer thoughts whileContinue reading “Loving Those Who Struggle With Faith”
This morning was so rough that I thought that the world was coming to an end. (It wasn’t, by the way…sleepless nights can make you feel terrible things! Young children, ya know!) But do you feel that way at times? , Where the fiery darts don’t seem to be slowing down, or where the “to do”Continue reading “Rough Mornings”