Planting Seeds of Faith – My father always had a way with words. And one day, in moments of anger, his words became seeds of faith.
One night in a rage, my husband destroyed our wedding presents. The only wedding present he didn’t destroy an elegant family Bible.
Several months later, I walked up the steps to my father’s apartment with the Bible in hand. My husband sent me to ask him to purchase the Bible so he could get money to buy drugs.