I showed my two younger daughters the movie E.T. for the first time the other night. It was a sweet 80s memory
I was reading to my kids from a devotional book and we came to the account of Jesus calming the storm in
I hit a wall. If this were a real wall, it would have been made out of that pokey stucco, or maybe
The hiking trail diverged in three different directions. And I am directionally challenged on a really good day, on a well-marked highway.