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Hi. It’s me, Kristi. It’s confession time on the front porch, from one bearing branch to another. Never mind the chipping nail polish on the tootsies. That’s normal for this country girl. (OK, so now you’re looking very closely, aren’t you? Maybe I should have skipped right over that tidbit, eh?!)   Anyhoo, above is…

I often wonder how life would have changed had she sat a spell. What if the seasoned wife of many years would have sat on her spiritual bench of sorts and waited a bit longer, enjoying the view during the pause of promise versus running ahead of God in an effort to fulfill it herself?…

  Then God opened her eyes and she saw a well of water…. Genesis 21:19 AMP** “Where are You? This really stinks! Why are we having to walk through this? God, do You see us? Do You see me? Do You see this situation? Are You there? I really hurt right now…..”   At times…