Days of Hope: One New Pivot
Freedom Fall I just did something I didn’t think I could ever do. I tamed a bit of the devil in me, by falling on You. I fell on You yesterday in the moments leading up to my girl’s bath, Choosing to swallow my rage instead of snapping out my wrath. I fell on You last night in the shower, Crying that rage out through the sprays of tepid water. I fell on You right after, as I was crawling into bed, Puffy and exhausted, listening to Scripture instead. I fell on You this morning, when I greeted ...