One day, my son and his friend were recounting a story to me about how they had tricked some kids they met. Blake and his friend had told these boys that their names were George and Sid. “Can you believe they would believe that?” Blake’s friend asked me. “I mean, who names their kid “Sid”…
To truly understand much of what I have to say, you must have some background. I do not tell any of these details to disparage anyone or to air my dirty laundry, but future posts are dependent upon knowing my story. So, I will give you the Cliff’s Notes version. In July of 2008, my…
For many years, I had what appeared to be the perfect life. I was raised in a tight-knit family with loving parents and siblings. I had a perfect little family, complete with three amazing kids. I was living my dream of being a pastor’s wife–exactly what I always knew God had called me to! Then,…