Why I Don’t Want It, Unless He Wants It For Me
The stubbornness that tries to reign as two tiny hands uncurl their fingers from fists and say, “You can have them. You can take them.” Gritted teeth and all.
The stubbornness that tries to reign as two tiny hands uncurl their fingers from fists and say, “You can have them. You can take them.” Gritted teeth and all.
These have the power to put a smile on my face, even when my day isn’t going so great.
It happens occasionally doesn’t it? The past creeps up on you and the enemy uses it to remind us of how ashamed we should feel and how condemned and unworthy we are. Let me just say two things. One: Those are LIES.
I have to admit, sometimes the state of the hearts and minds around me in the world discourages me. A few weeks ago we were doing an exercise in our script writing class about themes. It was close to the deadline for our submission and we had to go around and summarize our project in …