Grace from the Rocking Chair

Grace from the Rocking Chair

Not long ago, God woke me in the middle of the night to tend to my youngest. I could say that Willow’s sweet, soft voice calling out to me in the dark was the reason my tired feet hit the floor at 2 a.m. but now I know better. God uses moments like these to...
When a Closing Door Leads to Grace

When a Closing Door Leads to Grace

Every summer my mind unwinds to a time when running barefoot didn’t hurt my feet. I would play outside till the street lights came on and check in with Mom to see if I could stay out a bit longer. She’d give a somewhat reluctant nod and I’d take off...