I wasn’t just angry. I was fuming! In plain English, really, really, really angry. I had been promised something. In writing. I had made a big decision based on that promise. Though I had been wary at first, because I had received the promise in writing, I had trusted the people involved to follow through on their promise. One would think I would have learned by now not to put my trust in humans, but to trust the Lord, and to expect that humans no matter their promises do fall short. Like we...
Published on July 24, 2018 10:00