“This week has been so full of God moments, it’s hard to pick just one” I say to my friends as we sit in a quiet coffee shop, catching up and sharing about our weeks. I had been pondering how I’d answer this question all day today and especially in Adoration prior to our gathering. Would I share about the mercy and love I felt in the confessional? How about the breath-taking beauty of the 80,000-year comet my husband and I saw on Tuesday? What about the rejuvenating peace of the changing seasons that I savored on my walks this week? Or should I pick the leisurely lunch with a…
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It was about 3:30pm as I pulled onto a busy eight-lane highway, the first leg of my nearly four-hour journey home. I had been traveling for work and after grabbing Chick-fil-a on the way out of town (a must-do for this small-town girl living in a lonely world devoid of waffle fries within a 100-mile radius) I hit the old familiar road ready to binge my favorite podcasts and maybe chat with a friend while I zoomed home as fast as possible. With the fuel gage on full and an early dinner sitting in the passenger seat, I was hopeful that I could make it home without any stops at…
