It’s time to “come into the peace of wild things.”
“Do unto others downstream what you want those upstream to do to you.”
I probably shouldn’t admit this, but “Silent Night” never really did anything for me.
Let Christmas come to YOU!
My dad poured maple syrup all over his vanilla ice cream, seasoned his tomatoes with a teaspoon of sugar apiece, and carried Werther’s candy in his pockets at all times.
The landscape through which I drove had plunged me into my senior year at Appalachian State University.
“Think of God’s Kingdom coming as a heavenly invasion into the ordinary, an infinite abundance injected into our scarcity-marked world.” Makoto Fujimura
Love celebrates the details of the beloved and weaves of the world a rich tapestry.
Something wonderful happened to me today at the three-minute traffic light.
Pilgrim Turtle did not know that it was pushed along by the gentle force of global gravity pulling 1800 square miles of drainage across the earth, and yet, it expertly navigated the move.