"Well, this isn’t how you prayed this moment would turn out.” The thought passed through my filter of truth and circled my mind on repeat. I knew it was a lie, but I listened to it. I stood there with my four-year-old, who was starting a new school, and tried to hold back tears. His own tears flowed freely. “I want to go to old school,” he said repeatedly. The school staff gathered around, trying to calm him. “Buddy, this is your school now. You’re going to have lots of fun and you Continue Reading
