Saturday mornings make for good talks in our household. Some get up early. Others choose to sleep in. But eventually, we all get together for a cup of coffee and…
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To everything there is a purpose,A time for every purpose under heaven.Ecc 3:1, NKJV I remember studying viral outbreaks and their impact on society. I was 17 and my biology…
Because family share more than daily routines. We share longings. Victories. Defeat. Vi rejoice together and we mourn together. We celebrate each other’s victories as if they were our own. Because they are.
This is our very first Christmas letter, and I know that you’ll get it late. Which is unfortunate, but we’ve been busy. You see, we have a newborn!
She was wailing. The sound of a deep-felt grief welled up, forming a tsunami wave that threatened to crush her. The others held their breath as they watched her fight.
It struck me as I came home this weekend after a few labor-intensive weeks: I’m not looking forward to resting. It’s gonna hurt.
