When Church Makes Us Cry

When Church Makes Us Cry

Sometimes church makes us cry. It did for Sadie (not her real name) on Sunday. The kids had finished their doughnuts and fellowship time when it happened (which means they had played air hockey and drew with markers and looked at books and begged me at least thirteen...
When It’s Time to Sort and Toss

When It’s Time to Sort and Toss

This may look like a cute baby, but it’s really a baby representing all babies of the world, giving a face palm for the babies and children of the 1970’s and 1980’s for what I found yesterday and can’t get out of my head. Oh y’all....