TO EVERYTHING there is a season, and a time for every matter or purpose under heaven.[1] I’ve always loved the song “Turn, Turn, Turn “ performed by The Byrds. In […]
Read More...My wife is a tremendous gardener. I would not be surprised if you looked up the definition of “green thumb” that you’d find her name as a primary example of […]
Read More...A little over a year ago, Pam and I were sequestered in a small room awaiting the urologist’s diagnosis of my biopsy. In the months before this, we’d been through […]
Read More...Out of his infinite glory, may he give you the power through his Spirit for your hidden self to grow strong, so that Christ may live in your hearts through […]
Read More...This, then, is what I pray, kneeling before the Father, from whom every family, whether spiritual or natural, takes its name: Out of his infinite glory, may He give you […]
Read More...For God is my witness, how I long for you all with the affection of Christ Jesus. And this I pray, that your love may abound still more and more in real knowledge and […]
Read More...“Every fine story must leave in the mind of the sensitive reader an intangible residuum of pleasure, a cadence, a quality of voice that is exclusively the writer’s own, individual, […]
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