The Best Years of My Life (Pitter Patter)

Sometimes I miss getting completely absorbed in a good book.  The rush of turning the next page, beginning the next chapter…  The anticipation (and bittersweet-sadness of) reading the final page.  The complete selfishness of it all–closing out the entire world and entering another, alone. Sometimes I miss college, when my mind was alive in a new…

The Summer of Miracles

I titled last summer The Summer of Miracles.  At the point of our greatest need, we saw God’s provision for us in really tangible form.  We should not have been able to pay our bills or buy gas or groceries, but at the exact moment of our need, God always brought someone or something in…