Exodus 19-21:Needing My Savior
Some quick observations this evening. I am weary in my soul, snippy with my tongue, hypocritical with my daughter, and testy with my husband. The only one in this house who likes me right now is the dog. She’s curled up in my lap here in front of the fire while my daughter takes her shower and my husband is in bed early. He doesn’t like it when my daughter and I argue, and it seems that the older she gets, the more we rub each other raw. I am so frustrated with her tone of voice and sarcasm I … Continue reading Exodus 19-21:Needing My Savior
