God gave me a mentally retarded son. For years I thought, why do I really need intimacy with God after this?
Ann has given me some insights on how different my outlook on it all could be – if only I could get myself out of the way.
I guess it starts with baby steps, like dusting off the bible (if I could even find it) and starting the gratitude journal (yikes, another chore!).
Do I really want this? Is it real?