I sat in the church parking lot waiting for my son to emerge from youth group and stared at the flag.  It hung on the flag post, lifeless, drooping, still. As I looked at it, I realized I felt just like that flag.  I felt like a flag with no wind behind me and nothing to breathe life into my exhausted little self.  I leaned against the car door and tried not to fall asleep. Sometimes circumstances can wear usRead more