You saw me before I was born. Every day of my life was recorded in your book. Every moment was laid out before a single day had passed. (Psalm 139:16, NLT) “Why did they put the streets that way, Mom?” I was getting used to questions like that from our seven-year-old son. When Tyler was quite young—younger than one would usually expect a child to be observant of such things—my husband, Doug, and I (Arlyn) noticed he had a penchant for observing and critiquing how
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