What if…we loved like Christ loves?
She sat in the closet, pulled her knees to her chest and rested her head on top. Once again, she forgot to make sure the towels in the bathroom were even on the rack. Another mistake. How could she be so stupid? Her eye throbbed as she huddled in her...
What if…we took one step at a time?
Gabby bit her nails while waiting for Carla to take her first step. She knew her daughter was close, but something was holding her back. Could her baby be scared? Do they know fear that young? Carla wobbled as she took one hand away from the side of the couch. “Gabby,...