Going over the freeway bridge the conversation lags. In the darkness, I ask this nagging question. It sounds trite, so melodramatic it’s almost a joke, but if we can’t answer this, can we really call ourselves Christ-followers? Really? I can’t get this out of my head.

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Saturday:
I had bitten off more than I could chew, as usual. My husband was going to a men’s Bible study in the morning and then staying at the host’s house to spend the day in a rented cherry picker taking down a tree in the front yard. I was supposed to bring pizza over for [...]