Perspective – Old or New
Ah, Quebec City! A picturesque playground where history comes alive, and every cobblestone street whispers tales of bygone eras. As our ship gracefully navigated the St. Lawrence River to this jewel of French North America, we couldn’t help but marvel at the breathtaking beauty of God’s creation unfolding before us. Today, we eagerly anticipate our…
Called by Name
I didn’t like roll call on the first day of school or most other days when our teacher called out our names. My name was Donna Wheat! That’s when the kids shouted out Donna Corn; Donna Buckwheat; Donna Wheaties! So, I’d sit in those freshly adorned classrooms every fall with my lips pursed, eager to…