A Heart for the Word

Fall waltzes in, just a weekend visitor, and we pull sweaters and boots out of the closet, inviting her to stay.  We sip hot cider and bak...

Then celebrate with joy before the LORD your God . . . Leviticus 23:40, NLT     ...

On the last day of September, I pull a sweater out of the closet and slip my arms into its sleeves.  The sun is sliding away behind the lim...

My firstborn...she wears it like a badge of honor, really.  The day we sat in that little restaurant by the sea and she couldn't eat a...

On the eve of Rosh Hashanah, I drive home through the pouring down rain, windshield wipers swishing, headlights glinting off wet streets. ...

I used to daydream of landscaping my backyard.  I even drew my dreams on paper and told the dear man who has mown my lawn these dozen yea...