Our girls were PK’s—pastor’s kids—for fourteen years of their growing-up years. Trina was eight and Emily was five when we accepted our first call to ministry. The church in which we served was a part of a conservative, northern-Indiana community. We tried hard to say “yes” to our girls whenever possible. It’s much more fun to say “yes” as a …
ELEMENTS OF A GREAT GOOD-BYE
This devotional is about saying good-bye. Uncle Bouzer (brown rotti-pitbull) usually gets the fireplace all to himself, but two nights before Gussy (my grand-dog) moved to Salt Lake, Bouzy decided to share with his little buddy. Good-byes are hard on everybody, and I think the dogs sensed change in the air and needed a little comfort.
