“What does it mean to live a Cross-centered life?” begins a recent post at The Shepherd’s Scrapbook. “To my life situation and my own heart, the Cross could be applied a thousand
In October of 1988, I was a student in my second year of seminary. I had just returned from spending the summer in North Bay and was enjoying the independence of living alone
I overheard this exchange the other day between my 8-year-old son, Josiah, and the haircutter at a chain near us:
Haircutter: It’s Thanksgiving this weekend. I love Thanksgiving! All I can think
A few weeks ago we visited our friends Sandy and Lori. There sitting on their counter was a thing of beauty:
Charlene was excited about this waffle maker, and suggested that I buy