Last year was dirty. Full of dust, blood, and tears because life didn’t go as planned. With the grime came the break-down, ugly pent-up cries that hurt so badly they didn’t feel like prayers at all. As I personally struggled in the dust, it caked over me, and I wallowed in insecurity over my family and future. Reading in Genesis …
Let me begin this introduction to say that I really love this girl. Over the past 18 years, we’ve prayed together, cried together, and laughed together until we’ve snorted. But what especially endears me to Amanda Walker is her ability to grapple with truth. Today’s post is no exception. She will have you grappling too. On April 25th, 2019 an …
