Child
Child, I am the God who sees. I see your anguish, your brokenness, your pain. I see each tear you weep. I see the ache of loneliness. I am the… Read more Child →
When I Need the Grace of Christ
I love my sleep. And I miss it dearly. I am in a season of life where I do not yet sleep through the night. But, oh, there is something… Read more When I Need the Grace of Christ →
It’s Your Choice
Yours are the hands wiping poo and spitup, drool and vomit, and tears. Yours are the hands loading and unloading dishes from the dishwasher – a never ending stream. Yours… Read more It’s Your Choice →
