Spirit to Spirit, Mom to Mom, Heart to Sister Heart

She had called last night when things were unraveling, getting messy, and just plain hard. Hard to take control of, hard to settle down. Good and perfect gift was over the top and about to go over the edge taking his father and I with him. It could not have been a more divine appointment with the Spirit of God. How he intervienes on our behalf to the Father is more than I can head wrap.  

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