A series of posts for the newly homeschooling parent.
United by fragile flesh that bleeds. Rioting against the constant pull to bury the soul-fire that lifts the hand to beat the freedom song on the drum drum drum. Shame and fear washed away. Grace lead us against the raging insecurities that pile like glaciers into dark skies. Man of sorrows, brown as the desert, guide us where we aught to go.