Firstborn’s Grad: How Did We Get Here So Soon?
On a night in May, an ordinary night with extraordinary meaning, my oldest son walked across a stage while we all clapped, hard.
On a night in May, an ordinary night with extraordinary meaning, my oldest son walked across a stage while we all clapped, hard.
He speaks truth about his walk with God, and who he is – before the water runs down his hair and splashes on the floor.