The One who leads us into the new year
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…
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…
An ice cream sundae? Dancing in your living room? How do you celebrate? And why? And when was the last time you did? Recently He smiled the question, “What shall…
He entered the world yesterday morning, five weeks early. I got to be there. It set me thinking about the preciousness of small things. The tiny toes and the little…