It happened so fast that I wasn’t prepared for it. Instinct told me to guard my heart, but the damage was already done. A text conversation with a family member had opened an old wound. One I thought had healed, but the scar remained. I sat in the recliner for several minutes recounting the words, trying to make sense of my emotions. But the more I tried to explain my feelings, the more I realized I needed to bring them to God. Have you ever been there? You open up to someone and let him or Continue Reading
