One child’s diagnosis was too much for me to process, let alone three children’s. The Lord has graciously guided us in praying for our children.
Don’t let anyone convince you that the term “caregiver self-care” is an oxymoron. Without it we put our physical and mental health at risk.
In kintsugi, the bowl’s brokenness becomes its beauty. Like this art form, God restores our brokenness through the crimson blood of Jesus.
There will be seemingly hopeless moments in life. Jesus is a closer Friend than darkness. He knows what you’re going through and understands.
Just like the rosebush was freed to thrive, we are truly freed by the Lord’s loving but firm hand. Growing wild or free? What is your choice?