Pieces to the Puzzle
Sometimes when things just fall into place, we forget the little pieces that got us there. We forget that it’s still a story God wrote with a purpose, and...
Sometimes when things just fall into place, we forget the little pieces that got us there. We forget that it’s still a story God wrote with a purpose, and...
Being the baby and an only child has its advantages (if that’s not a confusing statement, I don’t know what is; my dad’s baby; my mom’s ...
Baby Gray hunted a few eggs last weekend, but he wasn’t really interested in it. This week, though, he figured out the eggs had candy in them...
Something I’ve never done is read the Bible in its entirety. I’ve done the open-your-Bible-and-point method, the read-what-you-think-you-need method...
I’ve shared a little about Rylynn, our friends’ little girl born with a broken heart, but I never shared the fruits of all those prayers. Rylynn got...
Yesterday was Monday. Monday means our weekly trip to HEB. A trip to HEB means we have to check out. Being in the check out line usually means Baby Gray becomes...
Every now and then, I do a little heart check to make sure I’m in the right place when I write. Prompted by yesterday’s message at Rev, it’s t...