Meekness is NOT weakness
My father is the sweetest, most kind-hearted man you’ll encounter; so any memory or story of him losing his cool seems a bit foreign to me. About 20 years ago, he was a crisis counselor at a school for girls. Not a snooty, high-brow, preppy kind of school…nope. These are girls who are knocking at the back door of the prison system if left without some sort of guidance. Average in stature, Daddy would often… … Continue reading