Triggered, but still HIS …

Last night I enjoyed an all-too-brief moment of zen, courtesy of an early evening thunderstorm at my home in southeast Kerrville. Despite the seeming tranquility, I faced frantic thoughts like “Is everyone ok? Is everyTHING ok? What if the river is rising? How can we protect the office?” At the same moment these thoughts racedContinue reading “Triggered, but still HIS …”