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The Art of Cheerful Expectancy

The Art of Cheerful Expectancy

Five days before Christmas, I sat in a booth with a marble table, swallowing a bite of mint-chip ice cream I’d barely tasted. “Okay,” I said. “Let’s schedule it.” Garth’s eyes danced. “We’re gonna have a baby tomorrow?” I smiled. “We’re gonna have a baby tomorrow.”...

The Poor King Who Made Me Rich

And she gave birth to her firstborn son and wrapped him in swaddling cloths and laid him in a manger, because there was no place for them in the inn. —Luke 2:7 So the long-awaited Messiah, God incarnate, was forced to make his arrival in a rudimentary barn that reeked...
A Bravery that Leads to Delight

A Bravery that Leads to Delight

Iround the corner in my walking shoes, passing our little country airport. That gold vintage airplane sits again at the tip of the runway like a lone sunflower in a dormant field. I wonder again, Who owns that snazzy plane? and dream up a character sketch for another...