When You Can’t Sleep. And Prayers Aren’t Enough.

A cock-a-doodle do reminds me that morning is coming. Sun peering over the horizon. Barely. And I cannot sleep. It’s my teen.  I worry.  And I think about her far too much. And to be honest.  It is tough.  Taking each child.  Each moment.  Each hour.  And trusting. Placing them carefully, wholeheartedly, intentionally…..in God’s hands. Yet, […]

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