Walking the Way of Delight
I walked to a block yesterday where hundreds of crocuses line the sidewalk, not neatly arranged in prepared beds, but irrepressibly pushing up through moss and grass into the light.…
I walked to a block yesterday where hundreds of crocuses line the sidewalk, not neatly arranged in prepared beds, but irrepressibly pushing up through moss and grass into the light.…
In my little mountain village in Afghanistan, this was one of a handful of photos that I straight-pinned to a long piece of fabric hung on my bedroom wall, my…
As we climb into the car I’m awed by the delicate ferns hand-drawn on the windshield. New every morning. God strews new beauty across the world each night. Does he…