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Grandchildren have a way of breaking through every wall we’ve built. Their love, trust, joy, and need for us can quietly teach us something powerful about the heart of God.
Letter to my children, I’m not good at saying these things out loud, so I’m writing them down. To my kids and grandkids: you are my legacy, my prayer, and the reason I keep showing up.
I prayed for patience. God didn’t hand it to me — He built it into me one humbling moment at a time. Here’s what that looked like.
Some seasons hit so hard and so fast that it feels like everything is falling apart at once. That’s when you find out what you’re truly anchored to.