We’ll pick it up where we left off last time where I burned up my uncle’s kitchen, drunk in the morning, left an apology note and ran away. I was 17 years old at that time, BTW. I just couldn’t face him. I pretty much just found someplace to sleep outside every night and managed to stay drunk and high all the time. A hundred bucks went a long way back then. I told my friends what had happened and they weren’t quite sure what to think about the whole thing. They were kids too obviously.
Greg, I love the way you write but more importantly I love knowing the way YOUR story ENDS and His story of you begins !🥰
Thank you, it’s so encouraging especially as I learn how God can work in spite of our stubbornness, rebellion, and pride!! It encourages me to continue praying for my prodigals!! ♥️🙏🏻
Wow. I know about those monsoon storms. We had one gully washer here many years back that lasted 2 hours and dropped 4 inches of rain.
Greg, I love the way you write but more importantly I love knowing the way YOUR story ENDS and His story of you begins !🥰
Thank you, it’s so encouraging especially as I learn how God can work in spite of our stubbornness, rebellion, and pride!! It encourages me to continue praying for my prodigals!! ♥️🙏🏻