They say a mother wears an apron and a myriad of hats. I say she wears a collar too. A collar which can never be removed. A collar which cannot be observed by the material world: a clerical collar. For she is a priest in her home, before a congregation of children.
True, she snaps wet sheets onto the line, mashes heaping bowls of steaming potatoes, kneels to scrub the grime that rings the toilet; she cares for a home. And yes, little bodies wiggle up in her lap for tales of Peter Rabbit, press close to study the topography of Israel, follow her lead through the wildflowers to the woods; she cares for minds.
{New York Times Bestseller Christianity Today Books of the Year Award of Merit Recipient}
"[from] one of the most gifted writers I've ever read a book that'll challenge you & mess with you
in the most beautiful of ways..." Lysa Terkeurst, Proverbs 31 Ministries
