“and, oh, it may rain tonight” he texts.
and then I look at the news website. and then I see the yellow/orange/red blob that is headed for us. and then I remember that one of my kids is not at home, but rather at grandma’s house. and then I remind myself that it’s okay. and only then do I remember to pray. why can’t that be the first thing on my list?
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