"There are no small parts, only small actors." This phrase jumps into my mind today as my tiny poem "Fruit Sale Cinquain...

My daughter is up in a tree. She can't figure out how to get past this one spot. She refuses to back down, and thinks through the prob...

If you've been around my blog for a while, or even a short time, you probably know that I believe in Jesus Christ as my one and only sav...

This is where I am today: And Saturday night, the festival will end with the Newsboys: We love many of the bands that will be ther...

Hangers . . .those last lines in the chapters that just keep us reading until our eyes are gritty, and we know we're going to need ex...