Famous books proudly display the word on their cover and job titles proclaim its importance. Weary mothers beg for it, and some receive accolades for their efforts toward securing the concept. War and Peace. Justice of the Peace. Peace and quiet. Nobel Peace Prize....
Tinsel, twinkling lights, and packages adorned with ribbons and bows invite my attention but my eyes are drawn to the simplicity of the wreath gracing the dining room table. I admire its beauty–grateful to my mother who’s hands created such a beautiful...
I’ve been away for a few weeks–crying out to God. Â Praying…weeping…grieving…and daring to hope despite my fear and unbelief. This heavy burden–unfairly thrust upon precious innocents–seems out-of-place with what I would...
