by Beth K. Vogt @BethVogt
My new year is starting out like all other new years—with me getting the date wrong. More than once, I wrote 2023 and then had to scratch it out and write 2024. Worse yet was when I tried to turn the “3” into a “4,” making a numerical mess. Then there was the morning I spent a few minutes correcting several days’ worth of dates in two different journals—my prayer journal and one where I write out scripture verses.
