When I was a child, my mom was frequently pregnant. I used to imagine God coming in at night, “fashioning” my siblings in her womb. I visualized Him walking into the house, standing over my mom and dad as they
When I was a child, my mom was frequently pregnant. I used to imagine God coming in at night, “fashioning” my siblings in her womb. I visualized Him walking into the house, standing over my mom and dad as they