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Ah, a child’s life, wrapped in a warm blanket, sleeping peacefully in his mother’s arms, with hardly a care in the world. Worries aren’t his...

This year Ken and I spent a little extra to buy the fattest, bushiest tree we could find on a California Christmas-tree lot. Its outdoorsy fragrance...

God always finishes what he starts. He never begins a project only to leave it half-done. He never writes a run-on sentence. He never walks.