A Letter To The Boys After Bad Scrambled Week
We had us a week last week. Lessons learned. By all.
We had us a week last week. Lessons learned. By all.
Sanibel Causeway, Beach Island A Hey, Dad. Can we stop here, like last year? Sure, guys. Let’s do it. Breathe in. Love is patient. Breathe out. Love is kind. Breathe in. Love does not insist on its own way. Breathe out. Put on love. And by the time I pushed that third breath out, our…
The more your affections are set on Christ, your true husband … the easier it will be to take you out of the world. He who has laid up his heart in heaven, will think comfortably of laying down his head on earth. George Swinnock, The Fading of the Flesh and the Flourishing of Faith…
Blessed is he whose transgression is forgiven, whose sin is covered. Psalm 32:1 “In town. Want a pumpkin latte?” was all it said. But it made me weep. It made me weep because a week before my reckless words had hurt this friend. She had wept. She showed me my fault. I saw it and confessed….