I was supposed to be on a plane today. I knew what I was going to wear, what was going in my carryon, how I was going to breeze through the TSA pre-check line, how I’d figure out the car rental process at the California airport. I was looking forward to dinner with a woman…
contentment
You Were Made to Yearn
It’s a bitterly cold night for December. My kids are in bed, the house is warm and quiet, the lights are turned out except for the twinkle lights which I’ll miss come January. It’s the kind of night that I love. Everything in me should feel content. Some long-awaited answers to years of hard praying…