Jonathan’s face lights up as soon as we pull into the driveway. During our bedtime routine, he actually laughs out loud. He knows he’s home! What I long for, Jonathan doesn’t tell, he shows. Shows and experiences wholly. Completely, on the deepest level. Here he is loved.
Read MoreGrocery trips with Jonathan...They’ve become touchstones, marking victory or defeat, progress or regress. The grocery store is where it all started. Where God crashed into my Jonathan story. Where new hope was born. Today, success meant Jonathan stayed in the high blue plastic kiddie seat without bolting, slithering or leaping to snatch cupcakes or wander away. Triumph at the grocery. Might seem funny, but it’s a huge gift.
Read MoreI’ve prayed all sorts of prayers since Jesus invaded my life. Some embarrassingly small in faith (is there anything smaller than a grain of mustard seed?) Some sad. Some mad. Some glad! One thing I’m convinced of - He’s heard them all. … This recent series of answers has got me thinking. What makes for fruitful prayer and perhaps just as importantly, what doesn't? What's needed? What's not? And what constitutes “fruit?”
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