THAT Sunday Morning
This morning as I was rushing into church, running late, berating myself because it was one of “those” mornings…. You know the one. You wake up tired because you stayed up too late. Your hair isn’t cooperating no matter what you try, so you do the last-resort-pony-tail, and somehow even THAT wants to elude you. You’ve got nothing to wear even as you stand in front of your obnoxiously full…
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