Exactly one year ago I held a tiny, pink, wrinkly person in my arms. I remember his full curly head resting on my bosom and his tiny ‘o’ of a mouth homing in on a full, aching breast without opening his eyes to find it. I still remember effortlessly beating the sun to the next…
Month: January 2019
Sometimes God uses the Worst of us
Hey guys! Please note that a podcast element has been added to the blog yay!! So if you find yourself unable to read at the time you can take a listen 🙂 there will also be elements in either format which make it different from the other. Here’s today’s content: It must have happened to…
The Light in the Cracks 