If I could go back in time and change something, I would tell myself at twenty-two to take a deep breath and be confident, square my shoulders and say to my Nazi mother-in-law, “back off!” I never pleased her. Okay, I forgot to serve her son orange juice for a bedtime snack. He laughed at that one and told me to ignore her. I chose the baby’s name without her approval. My lasagna recipe never met her expectations. I was anything but confident back then, but this mogul drew me to my knees. The pain of not measuring up becomes fertile soil to seek a Savior! Ah, Jesus waits for us to break so He can pour His perfect love into us and teach us how to withstand every earthly blow! I’m thankful for my mother-in-law. She drove me into God’s loving arms where I became a confident woman. “Even if my father or mother abandons me, the Lord cares for me.” Psalm 27:10 I am linking this post to Five Minute Friday where writers write for five minutes about t