Finding God in the Ordinary

This past weekend, I went home with my mom to stay with my dad and see my grandparents. Two years later and that still feels weird to say. Sidenote: My parents have been “geographically separated” for two years so I have two homes (three counting my own house) until dad retires in 89 days and they’re…

My Walk With God

“And He walks with me, and He talks with me…and He tells me I am His own.  And the joy we share as we tarry there…none other has ever known.” -In the Garden- I don’t know how to start this post. This is my fourth attempt at writing the beginning words because am I really…