As I peel my face from the pillow, I roll to the side. Through my sleep-laden eyes, I spy the clock which says 6:13am. In the distance, I hear boys and cereal bowls. My body is sticky from a hard snooze, one in which I don’t remember. Ever not remember the middle of the night […]
via Lord, what is Your purpose for my day? — Julie Dibble, Speaker and Author
