My two kids and I were all enjoying a bowl of fruit loops this morning. There was nothing particularly spiritual about breakfast. We had not prayed together yet as a family, nor had I had time to pray on my armor. But as we were eating breakfast, there was something on my mind. I was …
Things were not going well this morning… I was determined to pray on the armor of God. My four year-old had other plans. I kept asking God to protect that time so I could be ready for the day. But the drama continued. The whining. The clinginess. And crying at the drop of a hat. …
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