Asher and his waffle sit in front of a candle in our pre-dawn fog.
This was my photo prayer this morning and then the most amazing thing happened. I have a momma-type friend who pops in unannounced from time to time. No text or anything- she just comes by. And after a morning (and actually a stretch of days) full of discouragement and worry and stress, she comes on in, folds mounds of my clothes, and then holds me while she prays. And then she jets off like the angel-person that she is.
Man, I want to be like her one day.
She was an answer to a prayer I feel like I didn't even really pray.