In Part 1 of this article, I shared how our family’s journey into Sabbath began not from peace but from pain—a season of heartbreak with our son that drove us to prayer and fasting. Yet soon after we began setting aside a weekly Sabbath dinner, we noticed his countenance start to change . . .
The past six weeks have been a whirlwind. What began as crazy bad has turned into crazy good—and I’m left sitting in complete awe of God . . .