{6} TWOgether: I Honor Him
There is nothing I love more than the afterglow of camp or a mission’s trip in a girl’s eyes. To get away from cell phones, TV, draining friends and Facebook is just what they need! (We do too for that matter!) Yet in the afterglow, I see the pull returning. I see the tug-of-war in my girl between being the radical Jesus-lover that she is and the girl who doesn’t miss what is going on. The pull was more than a gentle tug last night. Like the whipping of the Tilt-A-Whirl at Six Flags, the velocity at which the…