In the Middle of the Ruins
I wrote a few weeks ago about our departure from Florida to Georgia. It’s an incredible story, one that will likely show up here in greater detail in the weeks and months to come, a story that begs reflection because God’s hand is so very apparent in every step. He’s been lovingly and gently leading us into freedom over the years. I want to say that right up front because what I will talk about today is hard, gritty and, for me, terribly humbling. It’s the story of being ruined, and it’s beautiful...
I'm blogging over at Middle Places today. Won't you please come on over and read the rest? In the Middle of the Ruins