Planting Seeds of Faith – My father always had a way with words, and the words he spoke this day was planting seeds of faith.
My father planted seeds of faith in moments of anger. He stood his ground and refused to purchase the Bible and relieve my temporary burdens. Then he pointed me in the direction I needed to go to save my life.
One night in a rage, my husband destroyed our wedding presents. The only wedding present he didn’t destroy an elegant family Bible.