Me, Watching You, Watching Me
When you feel unseen because you’re always the one behind the camera—when you’re waving goodbye from the driveway as they leave with a car full of chatty girlfriends—remember this:
Your presence is part of the reason for the smile you’re trying so hard to capture.
Roots That Still Reach Me | A Mother’s Day Tribute to the Women Who Prayed Our Names
As I was considering what to write this week for Mother’s Day, I started thinking about the depth of my roots in my Christian faith.

