YOU TELL’EM! BUT HE IS LOVING, KIND, MERCIFUL AND PATIENT! AND HOLY.
My college son texted: Have question. What’s good time to call?
My heart soared. Yeah, I get to talk to my son. Or should I say, listen.
Although we’ve had lengthy, meaningful phone calls, I knew this wasn’t one of those moments. He had an agenda.
When my son called, I listened. Answered his question. Sprinkled a word here or there to help him process his thoughts so he could make a sound decision. And then our final words before goodbye…
Mom: “Nice hearing from you. Everything’s fine here. Love you”
Son: “Great. Love you too!”
I’m not trying to pick on my son because if I’m pointing my finger, there’s three fingers pointing back at me.
Yesterday, I poured my tea and went to my quiet space, prepared to talk to the Lord.
I got straight to the point.
“God, I have a question. Should I do this? If so…
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