Growing up I never knew the love of a father. As the youngest of nine kids, my parents had me when they were in their early forties. By that time, they had already separated, and my dad had another life…
Song Lyrics: How He Loves Us, by John Mark McMillan He is jealous for me. Loves like a hurricane, I am a tree, bending beneath the weight of His wind…
I had been working for a leading furniture company, selling furniture on commission and making more money than I ever had before. As a single woman with no children and…