It was just like any other Sunday. We shoved down breakfast, rushed out the door, and made it to church just in the nick of time. I didn’t think anything of it. Little did I know, it would be the Sunday that changed the course of my life forever. My son was heading into his teen years at the time. I started noticing that his behavior was different. He was more sullen. I couldn’t put my finger on it but knew something was amiss. I didn’t know whether to blame it on puberty…
I’m no stranger to the valley. I’ve passed through more than one valley in my lifetime. But there is something especially different about this particular valley I’m in right now. Not only has it been deeper and darker than most but it’s almost as if there’s an ominous presence lurking. You know that feeling you get when you’re sleeping and sense someone is standing there staring at you in the middle of the night? If you’re the parent of a toddler, then you know exactly…