my dad, he calls me his little morning dove
my dad, he calls me his little morning dove
Simon of Cyrene went home that Friday evening with blood, not his own, on his shirt.
The Serpent lived in the Garden in the days before men. It marveled at the newness, the vastness, the shared breath of all who dwelled within.
Many people bury their shame. Mennonites are particularly good at hiding their feelings, including shame.
Thirst, that is what African American men and women in the U.S. were feeling in the 1950s and 1960s because of the discrimination and racism that they were experiencing.
Summer is over, and fall is here. Changes are everywhere, including in the garden. At the transition of a natural season, I want to take a closer look to find lessons for navigating seasons of life.
I will never forget the evening of Dec. 14, 2023. That was the night our daughter called, panicked and in tears. A deranged gunman was on the loose, and she and her family were in his crosshairs.
