She elbowed and writhed and pulled at my fingers which were wrapped tenderly around her arm. She shimmied with adrenaline-charged strength I’d not seen before in her, determined not to know the intimacy of my hold or to hear healing words. Her body fought what...
And all Mine are Yours, and Yours are Mine, and I am glorified in them. John 17:10** I am Yours. I can hide in the safety of another’s leadership over my life; leadership from One who is so kind. You claim me. You aren’t afraid to own me, all of me and all...
In every scraped knee, and “mommy, my belly hurts.” In every text from states away with request for urgent prayer, and in the circumstance from a few bedroom doors down in need of urgent prayer. In every lingering chest ache, stirred up by an absent-minded...
[Continuing the conversation from earlier this week …] Her hurt hooked me in, again. She looked down and my heart picked up pace. Years of training selflessness, teaching them about a heart focused out and up (not in), were challenged in the face of this child,...
It was the end of a long day. You’ve had them. I was minutes away from leaving the house for a Bible study. A way out — an unfiltered thought I received. Mistake #1. Though the scenery might change, I couldn’t leave my heart at home. She was...
