dear friend,

How can a mom's never-giving-up love be there for her son whether he chooses the streets or is ready for a life change?

I see you. The curtains drawn. Every ounce of energy you have goes into just making it through.

What--or who--do you lean on?

You and the other children race toward Jesus… You can’t say what you’re longing for exactly. You just know you must get near him.