The price was my siblings grew to reject me because I was a “mamma’s boy.” In the end, I became a Joseph figure, which was predicted by my mother.
Your wife must have loved that writing. God takes the imperfect and seemingly useless vessels to accomplish His work. Praise God. He will keep us as long as their is work to do. Made me smile. Thanks.
Your wife must have loved that writing. God takes the imperfect and seemingly useless vessels to accomplish His work. Praise God. He will keep us as long as their is work to do. Made me smile. Thanks.