[🍬theFaithPrint.Club] When Gratitude Feels Fake

All faith deposits✝️ Howdy, FaithPrinters— I didn’t realize how loud my inner monologue had gotten until I overheard my son imitating it. He was grumbling about the dinner I made. Not the food, really. Just the fact that it wasn’t what he expected. And it hit me—he was just echoing me. The way I complain under my breath about laundry, or bills, or even how slow the lady is at the post office. Little things. Quiet murmurs. But they add up. And they teach. I had unknowingly discipled him in the...