Faith for the Frazzled: 7 Tiny Habits That Actually Stick When Life’s on Fire
I’ll never forget the Tuesday I tried to pray while my toddler finger-painted the dog. As I scrubbed green tempera off the couch, I sobbed to God: “I’m failing at this ‘quiet time’ thing. My faith is smaller than a mustard seed—it’s more like chia seed dust!” That’s when my 75-year-old mentor Phyllis texted: “Honey, stop trying…