A Transparent Christian Place for Women
“Where’s your bathroom? I’m sick and I shouldn’t even be here.” This was how the man in charge of our moving crew greeted me when I answered the door. This was the person who made sure things were done properly. The boss. I balanced… Continue Reading “Twenty-Seven Boxes”
When my boys were four and eight years old, my husband got orders for Germany. We had just moved to North Carolina a few months before, so as you can imagine, the news was not a happy surprise. Normally, orders for overseas come months… Continue Reading “Broken Button”