A dedicated mom of six asked for help last week with beds for her family. They had recently overcome homelessness. She worked through complex feelings of shame when we came over. She said, "I know this bed is for me but I can't touch it."
A breakthrough in prayer came at 11pm after everyone else had gone to sleep. She said, "I sat on the bed and finally had peace to admit that I am a good mom. I AM A GOOD MOM!".
