I know. It’s all too much.
My Ukrainian grandmother, a survivor of unimaginable oppression, has words for Solomon today. Yeah, there’s nothing new under the sun. But there IS a Comforter who hears our cries for help . . .
Lean in for the God who’s there, even as this “world spins madly on” (The Weepies) . . . Meet me at The Mudroom today. Click here.
The Narrows 