Where to Find Hope in Life’s Changing Seasons
Well, friends, here we are at the changing of the seasons once again. In Nova Scotia, piles of snow double my height in a nearby parking lot have shrunk to…
Well, friends, here we are at the changing of the seasons once again. In Nova Scotia, piles of snow double my height in a nearby parking lot have shrunk to…
Every now and again I come across something I wrote down in the past—a quote from someone else, or something I wrote myself—and it feels like a gift all over…
Isn’t it amazing how much meaning can be held in a few small letters? The mystery of a whole person can be summed up in the single letter “I,” or…