The boy wasn’t even on my radar. And that was fine. The wreckage that was the last 8 years had only recently slammed into my Savior. Things still felt messy, sticky, turbulent. Daily, He taught me the beauty of conversation, of asking good questions, of holy relationship. Light overtook the dark places and chased lies from the recesses. I was in pursuit of my heart’s greatest love. And this boy wasn’t.. Read More