Father God, I don’t even know where to start, I feel so trapped. I want to write–for my words to ignite thousands of women’s hearts to be on fire for you. I want each word to be the catalyst that makes each women turn around and run back to you–brave in their faith, steady in their walk, and…
My son lost every single car last night. Hotwheels, matchbox cars, and even mini skate boards. Even the ones he hid in his backpack and underwear (yes I’m talking about the pair he was wearing). Though the punishment seem severe, I needed to the punishment to match the crime. While fixing supper, Elijah and Tori were playing in her room when Tori…