Letting them go

Why they wanted to go skiing on that bitterly cold weekend was something I couldn't figure out. The roads were icy, the windchill factor was well below zero, and to make matters worse they wanted to drive our car!

Our two daughters were fully grown and no longer living with us. They were quite capable of making their own intelligent decisions, but I couldn't seem to stop being "Mommy" in family situations such as this one. Fears for their safety seemed to obscure temporarily the many proofs we'd had in their growing-up years of God's constant care.

Testimony of Healing
Literature was my favorite subject in high...
April 28, 1986

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