This is long but please bare with me.
I recently met 2 1/2 yr. old Serenity while waiting in a food line at one of Houston’s outreach centers. While Serenity was a bit preoccupied with a PB&J sandwich, which she was thoroughly enjoying; and a little too shy to talk to me, her grandmother shared with me her plight of having been met with various trials in trying to care for her. I have no intention of sharing Serenity’s story, that’s for her to do, when she’s ready. I pray that when that time comes, she won’t face such opposition as I have. Some feel that I should just shut up; while still others are of the opinion that people don’t need to know my whole story. I’m so glad we know Jesus’ whole story, otherwise we could be...