Know-Love-Obey God

I often sat next to Jeannie in choir. (The short ones get the front row.) She never greeted me without also boosting my spirit with an encouraging statement (and, being an encouragement sponge, I soaked it up). Her short, neatly arranged gray hair perfectly suited her unique combination of realistic optimism and [...]

She stuffed the cavity of her dad’s absence with the pain of missing, but it did not fill exactly right. For six months she would not see her dad except in photos, and she had exactly twelve. When she missed him painfully, she looked and looked at those one dozen photos. One [...]