My friend, Norma, sends me an email every Sunday night. She's been doing this for years. She tells me about her week and usually about some subject or theological issue…
Growing up, we spent summers on Lake McDonald in Glacier National Park. It was amazing. Surrounded by the majesty of God's creation. We always had a boat, and my dad…
Perhaps you've had the experience of driving an unfamiliar road and running into fog. Suddenly, you can't see anything: what's around you, streetlights, the road ahead. You slow down and…