“…all shall be well, and all shall be well, and all manner of things shall be well.”
The feast of Saint Julian finds me during a time when I need her.
Sometimes I get into a parenting funk. Or really, a life funk. One of those seasons when there are too many demands on time and energy, too many nights punctuated by sleepless children, too many ills in the world reminding us that the kingdom of God is still super not yet here.