What We’re Meant For
Today I notice the Weeping Cherry, and the beautiful intricacy of the ice on her limbs captures my attention. Ice on the Weeping Cherry A
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Today I notice the Weeping Cherry, and the beautiful intricacy of the ice on her limbs captures my attention. Ice on the Weeping Cherry A
My one-eyed cat, Jack, knows he’s a blog celebrity. He tolerates us. By now, he can pick the perfect lighting and the perfect tilt of
I’m listening to Vonette Bright speak about the days of co-founding a ministry in 1951 that now ranks as one of the largest missions organizations
I’m walking down the street, balancing two fruit tarts in either hand. The neighbor at the end of my street (the Italian Mama!) has invited
My daughter tried out for the talent show yesterday. I’m amazed that she would do this. Amazed. Last year, she didn’t receive even one vote