First.
This post is, as some would say, sticking in my craw. Nevermind that I don’t know what a craw is. Wikipedia probably does, though. Anyway, Ann posted on (In)Courage the other day, and is givin’ it to me where it hurts. Sample?
I am a daughter failed and I am a parent failing and I know it in ways now I never knew: if I rip apart the bridge of forgiveness for my own parents with my own hands, I destroy the only way my own children can come to me.
Buh. Why she gotta tap the nerve, highlight the sore spot? Doin’ so in the Spirit of God, methinks. If you took some time to read, what was your response? What stands out to you? What do you hear the whisper of God speaking?
Second.
I’ve changed my blog theme! Whether you’ve visited my blog in the past or not, I’d love to hear your feedback. I’m diggin’ it so far, for a number of reasons too boring to enumerate here.
If you’ve stopped by before but haven’t ever commented, this might be a practical, low-stakes way to get your feet wet. And a sure-fire way to bring a smile to my face!
S’all for now.
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