Five Minute Friday: Afraid

Her voice sounds jumbled and explosive echoing through the car speakers. "Why did you leave me, Mommy?" she cries, "Why did you leave me?" The tears are flooding the connection, and my eyes start to water too. She sounds frantic. "I'll be right back," I soothe, "don't you remember what we talked about last night? … Continue reading Five Minute Friday: Afraid

Giving God the left-overs

I used to dread Sundays, even as a kid. It was always a mad rush to shower, get dressed, eat breakfast and bolt out the door for church. Most of the time the car ride was filled with frustration. "Why didn't you brush your hair before we left?" "Seriously! That is what you chose to … Continue reading Giving God the left-overs