“Where were you when Kennedy was shot?” is a question asked of those who remembers that day.  What fewer people know is that wherever they

Twenty miles outside town, out among corn fields and orchards, we find the driveway marked by an unassuming sign: Plainsong Farm. As we pull in

A couple of weeks ago, out west on the Oregon Trail, I couldn’t help being astounded by both the clockwork and the sheer number of

They came to Jesus and saw the demoniac sitting there, clothed and in his right mind, the very man who had had the legion; and

Midweek. I find myself muttering “how is it only Tuesday?” Perhaps your life, too, is a little bit of a whirlwind at the moment. I