{Write It Girl} What do I know, God?
The fretting began early in the morning, soon as my eyes peered open. Oh, Lord! What will happen tonight? What girls will show up for ETC.? Lord, maybe this new schedule isn’t working. But what are our options? Lord! Plenty of distractions consumed my afternoon, laying the obsessing aside until dinner time. I subtly checked the sign in book, disappointed to learn only one girl signed the sheet. I was even more certain that no one was coming. There I would be, with a living room filled with my ministry co-labors, and even my personal friend to share her story,…