Sometimes it’s hard to maintain one’s life in Christ. For instance, last night I was up most of the night, dealing with what we think is food poisoning—Keith has symptoms, too. We’d gone out to lunch after church and shared a meal. In between the sieges in the wee...
I open the kitchen door, and Freya rushes into the house. Once she’s done with her pre-dawn barking, she’s ready to come in. Now. Anticipating our walk, Heathcliff vacates the favored nest-bed in front of the wood furnace. Freya claims the warmth of both and settles...
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