“… slavery to society, slavery to this world and slavery even to ourselves is not the identity of freedom Christ has given us.” Blessed to have the rest of this blog over here with She Loves Magazine again.
When her head hit the pillow tonight I wonder what she was thinking. I wonder if she could figure out her emotions…was she scared? Exhausted? Happy? Confused? Did she feel free? I hope she feels free. The freedom to sleep. The freedom to eat. The freedom to live. To sleep in a safe place now.Continue reading “Beautiful Rescue.”
The longer I’m here, the harder it is to write, not because things get less interesting or because life’s busy (although it is busy)…it’s just harder to pick out only one story to write about…or my stories are so harsh and real that I am even shocked when I write them down. Life hereContinue reading “A New Normal”
~~ Walking up near the Kindergarten, a young boy stood looking at the ground under the tree. There were a few other adults waiting for the Kindergarteners to finish school. As I got closer, I could almost FEEL his embarrassment and nervousness. I approached him and bent down a bit asking his name. No Response.Continue reading “One by One.”