When You Need to Know You’re Precious to God
As I write, I’m sitting by the little waterfall in my parents’ backyard, savoring the soothing sounds of falling water and the bees’ gentle buzz as they move from one…
As I write, I’m sitting by the little waterfall in my parents’ backyard, savoring the soothing sounds of falling water and the bees’ gentle buzz as they move from one…
“In the beginning,” John writes. It’s a bit like, “Once upon a time”: a good beginning for a very good story. As we might expect, John’s words echo the beginning…
This month, instead of biking the streets and trails of Vancouver’s temperate rain forest, I’ve been walking the paths and neighborhoods of Dartmouth and Hubley. Here in Canada’s east, I’ve…