If you rarely drive on snow, just pretend you're taking your grandma to church. There's a platter of biscuits and two gallons of sweet tea in glass jars in the back seat. She's wearing a new dress and holding a crock pot full of gravy.
Dear God,
Please help our minds no longer wonder the reason why one leaves ‘late’ on an LDS mission, come homes early, or never serves.
Please help us to them as your wonderful child. Whole, worthy of your love, full of Christlike attributes.
Help us to love them ❤️
We saw the kid in front of us at church sending a Snapchat that said “I’m sorry for last night... I don’t regret it. But I’m sorry”
Homeboy. What. Did. You. Do.