My mother’s way… or bust? “She had a way with food, gardens, and men.” Aunt Millie’s smile always widened as she told stories about my mother’s ways. I recalled many nostalgic stories while driving to
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My mother’s way… or bust? “She had a way with food, gardens, and men.” Aunt Millie’s smile always widened as she told stories about my mother’s ways. I recalled many nostalgic stories while driving to
Read moreNot too long ago, a visitor came to town. I met with her briefly in my office and arranged a couple of meetings for her. I gave her my phone number and told her if
Read moreUnfortunately, I’ve had many opportunities to feel unwelcome, or at the very least, invisible, when visiting churches. Consequently, I am intentional about looking for visitors at my church. Here’s what I’m learning…
Read moreBy Carla Stewart With three boys in grade school and one still in diapers, it was a daunting task to make the nine-hour trip to be with our families on Christmas Eve and Christmas morning—traditions
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