I kept crying—not wanting him to leave. All the while wanting him to keep asking, to keep knocking down the barrier around my heart, to keep being just...right there.
motherhood
Customarily, my daughter would run to me screaming and crying with all of her very big 4-year-old emotions. But this time, she ran past me… towards another couch.
personal, inspirational
God may be receiving the utmost glory in the midst of you feeling like you’re failing at everything. The angels may be rejoicing, when you can’t grasp any of your intended accomplishments. Maybe the goal isn’t physical results, but a Galatians 5 Holy Spirit-bred fruit.
