First, can I admit that I get a little squeamish about some of the things that God lays on my heart to write and share publicly? Okay, being totally vulnerable, this post is a squeamish post. I do not want to make light of the atrocious things happening to children and women. As more stories… Continue reading Shackled by Shame
I keep asking Him why Jesus had to come as a Son, why couldn't He come as a Daughter? I know why I am asking. I know it is the exhausted mom & wife in me that has prayed for 7 years to not be the only one in the house who knows what time church starts (especially since we have so many service times to pick from).