I walked into the kitchen knowing full well that the scene could quickly turn ugly. The tone in their voices communicated more than their words, and their body posture filled in the blanks for thoughts that hadn’t yet formed sentences.
As soon the girls noticed me entering the room, they raced at me with their words, each pleading for their own defense. I raised my right hand in the universal “stop” sign position. I didn’t need an explanation. There was no reason to point fingers or place blame. I knew exactly the problem.
Wiring…
Wiring makes the difference in our relationships, which is why I’m taking the time to share about it at Kindred Grace.
So come on over and read more here. The truths I share have the power to change your relationships within your family in a sweet and amazing way.