Let us run with patience the race that is set before us, looking unto Jesus…
(Hebrews 12:1-2)
I don’t have a TV subscription or I would probably be entirely useless during the Olympic games. I find stories of excellence, artistry, and triumph spell-binding.
A few months ago, I was walking home from work when I saw a turtle in the river, moored on a rock in the afternoon
I remember a long, hard day at work, longer than summer sunlight. In the course of about 17 hours, I had laughed and cried, snapped at
I was walking to work in the daylight Tuesday morning because it was my late morning to arrive and get report from my co-worker Sue.
I came home and found her sweeping my stoop, hoping to get some money from me, her rumpled unwashed clothes bagging around her. I paid
Someone apparently stole two geraniums from my flower bed this week, leaving a gaping hole. I don’t think it was an animal, since no traces
