Full Circle
Feeling over the moon I packed my bags again. Two weekend getaways in a row? How dare I think they’d […]
Feeling over the moon I packed my bags again. Two weekend getaways in a row? How dare I think they’d […]
“My health may fail, and my spirit may grow weak, but God remains the strength of my heart; he is
It was small-town America in the 1970’s and 80’s. Basketball and softball games, parties, church gatherings, neighborhood garage sales, bonfires,
Rain fell softly at first. Each drop gifted a unique reflection. The thunderclap and lightning strikes reminded me how fast,
In the fall of 1992, I learned what it meant to have a back-up plan. It was called a “sub”