Many of us have spent the last couple of days reeling from the new NY law that states babies can be aborted up to full term.
Now that the Devil’s Day Debate has simmered down, I thought I might stir the pot a little with some truth.
I feel like I’m totally acing this school year already!
Old wounds heal slow sometimes. It took me 30 years to realize my earthly father had never really been a father to me. Though I pray and cried much and received healing, the “loss” of my father could not be mourned in one day.
Our second daughter, Evelyn, was sent home sick from school yesterday.
I grew up in an environment where complaining was considered “expression” right along with curse-words.
These patterns of sin have a way of wearing us down. We battle them in our own power for so long, trying to move the mountain of self will run riot, and then give up. We decide to just “live with it”.