
I’m sitting in the upstairs bedroom, coffee in hand in the quiet of the morning pondering and praying for the day ahead. The murmured silence of the house enwraps me in a comfortable blanket. I look around the room, eyes landing on different items. Echoes of days past, the memory around each one, resonates within.…

The Easter season brings up thoughts in me of giving and receiving, from the smallest gestures to sacrificial choices. Of expressions as simple as a child’s smile to the profound gift that God gives in Jesus. I think of when my buddy had fresh brewed coffee, cream and a couple cookies waiting for me when…