Tag: Gittel Fruma
I walked into my room and grabbed the black duffel bag in the middle of the floor. I breathed in more uncertainty than oxygen. After joking with my sister the whole week about whether we would leave our makeup collections behind, I had reached reality. It burned my throat as I swallowed. It clouded my […]
In the room across from the one in which I sit lies a sick child whimpering in his sleep. I had an agenda this morning which did not include organizing my room and wiping a runny nose all day long, but the space demanded arrangement and my son was too sick to go to preschool […]
It should be no surprise to Word-reading followers of Christ that it comes straight out of the Bible. Or does it? When people say, “spare the rod, spoil the child,” they got it wrong. This verse is about love.