From the end of the earth I call to you, when my heart is overwhelmed: Lead me to the rock that is higher than I. Psalm 61:2 I had no strength to hope and my mind wouldn’t rest. The tension from work wouldn’t let go when I fell into bed. After 20 years on the…
We hit a new low. We’ve had bad weeks in our house before, but this week’s behavior borders on criminal. Still, there’s a reason this blog is called JoyfullyPressingOn. My times are in his hands; every jaw-dropping event in his providence. To protect the guilty one I love, I won’t share details. But trust me,…
Oh no, I moaned. Honey, please come. You need to see. It’s bad. He came. I scrolled. And late Saturday night, we strode into our 12 year-old’s otherworld where Jim saw what I had seen: Scotchlover16 RealDirtyDon. No. Not good, Jim said,. We winced at the too-gleeful, Joker-y profile picture of a 30-something male. One of Sam’s…