Whenever I start to feel comfortable with where I’m at in my current stage of motherhood, the comparison trap hits. We all talk about it; we all hate it, but it happens to all of us nonetheless. I look up less often and look to the left and right more often. Believing I need something …
I have to believe God has a plan. With all the ups and downs, two steps forward and five steps back, zigzag lines rushing from point A to point B—I have to trust He is advancing my seemingly crazy life in a direction He finds prosperous. “For I know the plans I have for you,” …
The rain came down in sheets creating large puddles in the brown grass. As the dark gray sky emptied its large buckets of water onto the parched earth, Baby Boy and I went to the front door to watch. It had been a long dry season of insignificant rains, scarcely long enough to wet the …
