I’m not sure there has ever been a moment as heart-breaking as that one. My good intention had totally devastated my child.
Sadly, we are no longer one nation under God. We are no longer Americans. We are Republicans or we are Democrats—and it appears we cannot peacefully coexist.
Tonight, December 21, 2020, shortly after sunset, I will be outside peering into the western sky, looking for the 2020 Christmas star. But I don’t see it as just a once-in-a-lifetime astronomical event. No, I will see a promise that my Father is faithful. I will see a reminder that He hasn’t forgotten us.
Perhaps you too feel as if this year has been a nightmare, destroying your peace and security. Perhaps you feel as if your very life is crumbling, collapsing. Perhaps you can no longer hold in the tears, no longer pretend everything is just fine.
How will we view 2020 years from now? Will we still have 2020 vision? Or will we have 20/20 vision?
The emotions rushed through my body as the tears flowed freely.
Father God, we come to you utterly broken over the condition of our country. It is disheartening to see the division, the hatred, the intolerance.
The Church seems to look at the outward charismatic nature, the incredible gift of speaking—and overlook the moral character of some men.
I used to believe my husband's affair was the worst thing that ever happened to me. Today, I am eternally grateful for it.
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