I can’t help myself …

I can’t help myself …

A week ago Thursday I sat with a group of women with different life experiences, but unified by chords of love for Jesus.   As we sat there listening to our leader, time stood still for a moment and I could hear the cicadas singing in the background.   I wish I had...
I wanted to be first.

I wanted to be first.

This morning I read the first 3 chapters of Song of Songs or Song of Solomon (depending on your Bible version).   As I read through the woman’s reaction as she saw her Beloved coming, my thoughts went back to the way I would run to the door at my parent’s...