Dutch: Protector of our Family

“Mom.” My seven-year-old son’s voice broke through my pizza-eating revelry at our favorite pizza joint. Titus had whisked away my phone and was scrolling through photos of our local pound’s adoptable animal photos. He had been begging us for a pet for around a year now. My husband, Michael and I had tried every excuse…

Three Things to Pray

Our church plant just celebrated it’s One Year Anniversary!  (Praise Jesus!)  We celebrated with a cookout, sand volleyball, and football in the park.  As I looked around, I saw a true family.  People were laughing, hugging, and cared for each other through their words and actions.  It seemed surreal.  But none of this would be…