Can you believe there’s only eighteen days left until the New Year? Every night, my daughter and I spend a few minutes talking in bed before I go to sleep. Sometimes it’s just about how our days went, what her plans are for the weekend, or what to cook for the next week. There are…
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Resting on the Wings of God
Some ideas do not begin as plans. They begin as moments. Quiet ones. The kind that almost pass unnoticed if we are not paying attention. One mid-morning, I was sitting at our dining table writing when I noticed a small bird perched on the stair rail outside. It was not doing anything remarkable. It simply…