Of course, we could choose to do whatever we wanted to do. We could cut ties, go our separate ways and start over. Heeding societal norms, we could do whatever we wanted to do and we’d find ample support in doing it. But, here was our pastor telling us that we could NOT give up.
My husband and I left behind the house we’d intended to grow old in. We gave up the magnificent dining room that we’d hoped to one day entertain our grandchildren […]
Sometimes holding on to stuff is a wise decision. Why purge those out-grown onesies if they can be handed-down to a younger sibling? Yes, sometimes storing up stuff is necessary. […]
We were headed in opposite directions, my husband to soccer and me to fulfill our weekly adoration hour with the rest of our brood of children. It wasn’t really anything […]