This isn’t my typical content, but today I want to pivot to a topic that is close to my heart. Before I began to write and even before I became a mom, (my daughter Sarah is now 15-years-old), I was a first-grade teacher! It was such a wonderful season in my life. For those few years, it was a joy to teach those sweet first graders, to interact with their families and to work alongside so many excellent educators. I’m grateful for all I learned in the classroom, especially for

“Go visit the women in jail,” that’s what I felt stirring in my heart one Sunday morning at church. It seemingly came out of nowhere which is why I ignored it. Yet, that stirring would not let up. For months, I felt that calling again and again. I even began seeing confirmation of it in my life, but still, I ignored it. After all, jail is not the kind of place you want to rush off to visit.   When I shared this calling with some family members and friends, many warned me not

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Here it is. What was our formal dining room is in transition. It will be a den. A parlor. A reading room. The answer is different...