It was 1:30 a.m. Pain seared through my lower back, wrapping itself around my S. I. joints and radiating into the deepest part of my hips. I moved from bed to couch and back, rearranging the pillows a dozen times, applying ice and heat wherever I could. There was no relief. None. Tears dripped down…
God's Love
An “I Love You” Family
Ours is an “I love you” family. We tack on the phrase to our sentences like punctuation. “I’ve got to run to the store. I love you!” “I’m heading to bed. Love you.” “Be careful driving. I love you.” I didn’t know this wasn’t a universal practice until I was in middle school and realized…