by Audrey Frank @AudreyCFrank
Lord, you alone are my portion and my cup; you make my lot secure. The boundary lines have fallen for me in pleasant places; surely I have a delightful inheritance. I will praise the Lord, who counsels me; even at night my heart instructs me (Psalm 16:5-7).
A boundary is a way of saying “no.”
I used to watch our youngest son fly down the driveway on his scooter, so enamored with the thrill of speed that he forgot again and again to stop before dashing into the street. I tried putting cones up, and he crashed through them. I tied a rope from a tree to the mailbox. He bent the tree. I finally put myself there, squaring up my feet and blowing a whistle when he got close. It took only three blasts to startle him into trained attention.






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