Our thoughts are in constant turmoil. Lists of things that need to be done yesterday, if not sooner. We pick at worries of the future like the loose thread of a sweater, each tug making it worse. We play with ‘what ifs’ the way kittens play with balls of yarn. Yet we are told to take every thought captive. So …
Beyond Belief
I thought I was done with my rough draft on Miriam—book #6 on Moses’s sister. It was 9pm on a Saturday night, and I had typed the last sentence: Yahweh, in His infinite wonder, would undoubtedly keep stretching her ________________ …I couldn’t think of the right words to end that sentence. I’d written almost 100,000 words, and I only needed …