
As the eggs steamed under my nose, I reached across the table to grab my toddler's hand. It was a normal day of saying grace before we would break the fast, and yet my toddler refused to take my hand. Instead he held firmly to his fork and said, "No God. Eat." I sat stunned alongside my husband as we each took in this moment of rebellion. It was in that moment I got a glimpse of my soul - a … [Read more...]

















