Do you sometimes feel as if your house is built on the corner of Burned-Out Boulevard and Exhaustion Expressway? I'm there. Running on empty. Candle blazing at both ends. Mere fumes. Spent. Nothing to offer. Yet, still expected to give and perform and serve and persevere. (And write.) Or so it feels. But this past […]
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