In the last couple of weeks, the dreaded Covid-19 made its way to my front door. Up until this point, no one in my family had gotten sick. But the Omicron variant had other plans. Adding Covid on top of already being chronically ill, just sitting up for a couple of minutes at a time has been an exhausting challenge. Recently, I found myself laying in bed telling God how sorry I was and how guilty I felt for not being able to read the Bible and write in my prayer journal like I[...]