We called her AB the baby. During my fourth grade music class on March 29, 1982, I received word that my mom had gone to the hospital to have a baby. My baby sister, Amanda, came into this world at 3:50 pm on a Monday afternoon. She was a beautiful baby, and I loved her…
In the years after my divorce, I learned a great deal about God’s grace. He kept me in a home with food and clothing. He provided a strong support system around me with new friends and my church home. A couple of families adopted me into their fold so that I would have a family…
As I write this post, it is the end of March, and the promise of spring is in the air. The mounds of snow that we had a few weeks ago have been replaced by multitudes of small lakes and streams, just waiting for the frost to leave the ground. We normally don’t see such…
I love history. As a history geek, I even devoured history lectures in middle school and high school. The stories of people who have gone before us absolutely fascinate me. If I had one superpower I would want it to be “the eyes of history.” I would love to stand on any spot on earth…
