I had an apple tree and an idea: I’d make apple butter from the harvest. It turned out so tasty, I decided to can it. I’d never canned preserves, so I asked help from a friend who assured me of the ease of canning: Fill the jars, screw on the lids, and run them through […]
“Stretch out your hand,” Jesus whispered to the man whose hand was withered. I’m sure the man quickly responded by offering his good hand, thinking to himself, “This one, the Master should be able to use.” But Jesus observed the lump carefully tucked into the man’s cloak, “The other one,” He gently replied, eyes filled
I hate to admit it, but selfishness seems to be an effortless rut in the road of my life. It requires no strain for me to think far too often of myself, to grip too tightly to my time, my resources, and my life. Maybe that’s why the impromptu visit with my friend impacted me