The gifts are all opened. The breakfast casserole and monkey bread have been devoured, and everyone has gone back to bed. Including my wife.
We’ve been told that we are made in God’s image, yet we are light years apart. Sometimes I just wish he were more like me.
Finding God in the Ruins (How God Redeems Pain) Can we talk about a few things? Because I’m […]
This is about my sister. This is FOR my sister. She has stage four metastatic breast cancer.