It’s raining outside. Actually, it’s pouring. The repetitive patter creates a rhythmic backdrop for thought. The occasional roar of thunder breaks the pattern. I’m alone with my thoughts and Him. This is my personal sanctuary. This morning, the rain reminds me of His grace, His life-giving hope to an otherwise dying soul. Has it really been five years? Is my little boy really five years old? I can hardly stomach the thought. Whoever wrote the words, “Time is on your side,” […]