Honesty’s Hardship-Letting Go Of Pride

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.

Loving Those Who Struggle With Faith

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”