Ever felt like you were going to explode because you were dying to tell someone something about what someone else did to you? That was me. This morning. I was armed and ready. I even thought I could start it out with “Girl, pray for me”...and then proceed to tell her my sob story. (Because
Carriers of His Presence
Now that the wrapping paper has been picked up and the dishes have all been washed, I have had a moment to pause and reflect on the memories created this Christmas season. Our families are
