“It’s time for Game Night!” my daughter yelled. Our monthly game night did not require new games each time.

When my mom came to visit, she refused to let me stay inside. She loved to walk, especially volksmarching.

“What if the bus driver forgets her route? What if she decides not to stop to pick up my daughter? What if they did not do a background...

God wants me to see them with new eyes. I need to let go of “they always do such and such” and be pushed to see them as God sees them.