A Life That Abides
This summer hasn’t looked like I imagined. I pictured slow mornings on my porch with coffee, my Bible, and my journal. Instead, the heat drove me inside. There were errands, meals to cook, children needing rides, unexpected interruptions, and all the ordinary moments that make up real life. Also. There was something big and hard and devastating – but private so I can’t share. In all of this. Summer just wasn’t what I wanted or pictured. So what is this…
