I will not let Mother’s Day be consumed with sadness because you’re not here, Mom. Why should I? You were tired of the fight, tired of dealing with cancer, and looking forward to your heavenly home. “Either way, I win,” you said. “God will either heal me, and I can work for Him here, or …
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When God Paints the Grass Purple
I had the day mapped out before me, a neverending to-do list. But I felt God leading me to go for a walk. "Oh, Lord. I have so much to do." I debated. Do I risk slipping further behind and go for a walk or plunge into my list and start treading water? "Maybe just …