One thing that I was never warned about when becoming a new mom was that I would be saying “I’m sorry” to my newborn son multiple times throughout the day. I probably say “I’m sorry” about 100 times a day. No, I’m serious.
God, personal
Reaching for my phone to call Evan to meet us out front, I discovered that my phone was missing
God, personal
I had everything to do and so little time to do them. But secretly, I didn’t mind because deep down, I desired to hide behind my schedule as the reason why I couldn’t spend time in God’s Presence (or rather in the awareness of His Presence). Anytime I did squeeze my devotional somewhere in the day, I dreaded it and mainly did it out of obligation.
God, marriage, personal
I don't know what brought us together, what made our eyes lock into one, and what made our hearts pant deeply for one another...except for God.
personal, God
Confession. I don’t recall the last time I was in the Christmas Spirit…I didn’t want to wake up on Christmas morning only concerned about which foods to eat, what outfit to wear, and whether or not I purchased all the right presents.
