Enough
What is your enough? This week I’ve seen mama’s that have quietly sighed their enough’s after long days of laundry, little one's battles, and cabin fever. I’ve seen precious servants of God wade their way through the heart break that accompanied the sights, smells, sounds, and touch of poverty. Enough, they said. I’ve had my own enough’s lately. They‘ve been all over the board. I say enough stuff. Enough always wanting more, more, more. We have so much, other’s so little. Enough trash TV. Gone are the days of Charles and Caroline, John and Olivia, and Lucy and Ricky. Enough food. We have leftovers that waste away in the fridge while others go to bed hungry. Enough bickering. Appreciate the sibling…the family that God has given you. Some are alone in this world. Enough sickness and suffering. Some people just can’t seem to catch a break. My heart aches for them. Enough hate. In the world and sadly among confessing Christians. “You...