What if you love it, you were made for it … and God says “no, not yet” {the awkward wrestle with desire}
The house is nearly empty. Our Kansas City winter day feels balmy at 55 degrees and all the children are outside, coatless, but one. I only know she’s inside because I hear her.
She’s playing chords in the basement, confidently belting out her latest favorite song as if she were three with a protruding belly and a toddler-zeal for all things imagined. Ex…
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