Sacred, Quiet Moments
I’ve been pondering — other than holding hands with my sweetheart, I’m not much for PDA — public displays of affection. I get a little uncomfortable when couples forget they’re in public and turn the grocery aisle into a romance novel. Some things are just too precious for the spotlight. And In a similar way,…
God Still Leads the Way
I first became acquainted with Harriet Tubman when my youngest grandson’s school reading was “The Story of Harriet Tubman — Conductor of the Underground Railroad” written by Kate McMullan. Harriet couldn’t read or write. Let that sink in.She wasn’t armed with education, influence, money, or connections. As a young girl, she suffered a brutal head…