The Gift That’s Perfect (Whether Life Is or Not)
It was Boxing Day when my husband spied the wishbone on the windowsill and called our two youngest children into …
It was Boxing Day when my husband spied the wishbone on the windowsill and called our two youngest children into …
I’ve never really thought of blood as having a voice before. In fact, it sounds like the stuff of fantasy …
There’s a tradition in our family of sharing “highs and lows” around the supper table. It’s a way for us …
Last night after discussing serious subjects at the supper table — our nightly Bible reading, inflation, property tax hikes, tidbits …
In the darkness of early morning, I lie on the couch, breathing deeply and trying to relax. A few minutes …