From my office, I can hear them. Tromping and clomping. Stomping and slinking. Racing and plodding. The not-so-little feet of my boys. I know who’s moving about by the sound of his footfalls. They’re so familiar to me. So intimate. The cadence of their steps is part of my life’s music. And it squeezes my… Continue reading My 15 Minutes: I Have a Question For You (Genesis 3)
