Although our parents conceived us, we were crafted beyond an infinite horizon where God wove His Spirit into our flesh, and Her love into our smile. Advertisements
More south than east a Pluto-frigid sun reluctantly emerges from a frosty equinoctial lair a smudged crimson dime who’d rather sleep in than be an unsung hero merely giving life.
“Insanity is doing the same thing over and over again, and expecting different results”—Albert Einstein. How often do we hear that? There’s a lot of truth there, especially when we face challenging situations with no clear-cut solutions. But let’s spin … Continue reading
I’ve heard some amazing stories about guardian angels. They’ve come from level-headed folks who describe encounters that can’t be reasonably explained. Absent their split-second intercession, tragedy would have resulted. I wonder if we all have a guardian angel that’s always … Continue reading
Today, foot-deep snow gave a thousand pastors a rare Sunday off, cancelled Super Bowl parties, and caused a few extra babies to be conceived. Trees also reacted. Sugar maple had sadly seen all this before. Two of her large brittle intertwining … Continue reading