Let us run with patience the race that is set before us, looking unto Jesus…
(Hebrews 12:1-2)
If anyone influenced my brothers and sisters and I in our love for writing, it was Mom. In fact, she had been laboring over a family history book at the time of her diagnosis of recurrent cancer. I too, hoped to publish a book some day. But, with Mom’s diagnosis, “some day” would likely be after mom had left us.
The other week, our friend Louisa here from church in Elkhart told us that she has been donating plasma. The plasma center was offering a
Peter, ever the impulsive leader of the disciples, says he is going fishing, days after the drama of Jesus death and resurrection. Six other of
I think the story of the resurrection permeated my soul more this year than ever before. Can anyone relate? Perhaps it was the quietness. Maybe,
“Okay, a couple of things,” the commissioner says. “First of all, you came in here and you caused a disruption by moving those chairs. Also, you seem to be all over the place and it’s hard for me to follow you, so I’m going to have you do a drug test.”
Okay, this post filled up like a plate at a pot luck dinner. But there are some treats on it, so prop up your feet
