Psalm 133, An updated psalm of ascents. Inspired by this year’s lake littles. Behold, how good and pleasant it is when cousins live...

When Isaiah said that all of the trees of the field will clap their hands I'm sure he couldn't possibly have meant the aspen And yet,...

a poem about growing, courage, bravery, and flying If I were a bird my mama would have to push me out of the nest or I would never learn...