a God who plays
For the sake of his job, my social media-resisting husband recently got a Twitter account. Yes, he’s late to the party and his wife might not ever show up. Either way, it’s been fun to read along.
He recently tweeted something that put a big smile on my face.
“Sam always asks me, “Why won’t God play with me?” I tell him, “God lives in Daddy’s heart and I’ll play with you.”