A couple of years ago when I was visiting my parents, my little sister Danielle came by the house and brought the five kids she was nannying with her. (Yes, I said five kids. And did I mention they were all under the age of 10 at the time? Clearly my sister is a special kind of human.)
Read MoreI was going through some of my old journals and writings today looking for ideas of what to write this devotion about, and I came across an entry that made me smile and convicted me all at the same time.
Read MoreOne day while I was working from home, my little sister Danielle came by the house and brought the five kids she nannied with her. (Yes, I said five kids. And did I mention they’re all under the age of 10? Clearly my sister is a special kind of human.)
Read MoreLast night while my boyfriend was preaching to his youth group, he made this statement: It’s okay to be dependent on God. It was such a simple sentence, but it’s been weighing on my since he said it last night. You see, I love the feeling of independence. I love being self-sufficient. And I love knowing that I can take care of myself and figure things out for myself.
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