The broom raked across the hardwood floor, scattering breakfast crumbs in its wake. My body went through the motions of daily routine, but my mind was wandering through the murky waters searching for God.
Trials of life were taking their toll. Hope for a secure future raced down a road leading through dark shadows and angry branches of despair.
“Nan,” I heard the Lord whisper to my weary spirit, “Come and sit with Me awhile.”Read More