Weary by Wednesday: Martha, Martha!
Why couldn’t I have just been born a Mary? I mean this seriously! I don’t think the Marys of this …
Why couldn’t I have just been born a Mary? I mean this seriously! I don’t think the Marys of this …
Weary by Wednesday: Clothes. I am guilty of little faith, and in little faith there is opportunity for much worry.
I have this problem. I call it Doer-ness. I like to do. Like Martha, I feel like there is all …
If I even look like I’m packing a bag, my dog Nyah, stays between me and the door. If …