Tis the season where traditions are created and followed – many of us may not even remember how they began. Some are faith based; some sweet and some can be downright troublesome.
The fog begins to lift but I so want to remain within its midst, devoid of all thought, to continue my slumber. I glance at the large red numbers on the clock: 4:30 am. I
It’s that time of year when Thad and I send out Christmas cards with a one page letter highlighting the year’s events. Our criteria for selection are those people who impacted our lives in the
God has placed this blog on my heart, nudging me awake at 4:30 am for many mornings until I began to listen and put these thoughts into words. Throughout this time He has put articles,