But..but…where are we going?

I wish Sarah had kept a journal. Then, I’d gain insight from her thoughts when the rhythms of life as she knew it were disrupted. This kind of conversation replayed over and over in my head. “Sarai!!” Abraham bellows. “Yes, my Lord!” Sarai emerges from the big tent, using her wrapper to wipe flour from […]

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