Please Help Me To Be Nice

A few nights ago, lying beside the crib in a darkened room, I said prayers with our youngest.  When I was finished, his voice spoken softly said, “Mama, I wish I could say my prayers myself.”  A little surprised I said, “…of course baby, you can talk to God anytime.”  Honestly, I wasn’t really expecting …

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Beautiful Brokenness

While most people in our South Georgia community were pulling Christmas decorations out of boxes to adorn their tables, mantels, and trees, we were packing things into boxes preparing to begin a new journey.   My husband had been called to pastor a church a few hundred miles from the place we called “home.”When we arrived, …

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