My grandmother would yell after us, “Be careful of the undertow!”
This week, as our family went through an unexpected trial, I felt the undertow of life, threatening to drag us, hold us down and suffocate the breath out of us. I got on my email and saw blogposts which were written about hopeful and happy things and there seemed to be a curtain between my life and those around me. They were buoyant and we were struggling for air.
... Today I am honored to be guest posting at my friend Barbie's blog, My Freshly Brewed Life. Come read the rest of the story and be encouraged here.