That courageous move led her to rest. If you have faced overwhelming fear, may her story give you hope! ~ Suzie
Something was wrong. . .
Mama and I had just returned from a day filled with errands and detours. When we entered the house, the air had an unusual feeling of stillness.
I went upstairs to our bedroom. All the drawers in the armoire were missing. So was a single pillowcase. The one on my side of the bed.
I raced down the stairs, grabbed Mama and ran outside, frantically trying to dial 9-1-1. My family had been robbed. Jewelry and sentimental items weren’t the only things stolen that day. Fear robbed my rest and held it hostage.