I’m up to my knees in that long, slow slog of waiting and laboring in ways no one can see, and wondering what God will do with it all.
Just seeing that sentence makes my heart beat a little faster. Maybe I was mistaken all those years ago. Maybe it was only my gut, which is prone to be wrong, and not the Holy Spirit. Lots of women work. Work is good. Work is safe. Work is necessary. Would it really be so bad […]