How to Find Hope in a Dark World
I walked His narrow streets in Bethlehem. I climbed His steep hills in Nazareth. My mind reeled in awe at the possibility—did I stand where His feet trod? My God and Savior. Did [Read more...]
I walked His narrow streets in Bethlehem. I climbed His steep hills in Nazareth. My mind reeled in awe at the possibility—did I stand where His feet trod? My God and Savior. Did [Read more...]
Our backyard spilled huge from the tiny brick house. Or so it seemed through the eyes of four year old me. These box-like structures in this modest East Texas neighborhood blended one after the other [Read more...]