Father, thank you for work— the everyday tasks that fill our hands— more satisfying than pleasures bought with stolen time. –Read more "Thanksgiving: Work"
He’s coming? Oh, dear! Search the pantry– a little bit of rice, a few cans of beans, all out of spice, the fridge almost empty– He cannot come here. Still coming? Oh, dear! Check that closet there– a frumpy, grey dress, a pair of old jeans, hair all a mess, no jewelry to wear– He […]Read more "A Gift for the King"