A Patient Heart – Coffee with Sarah
I ease into a booth at Harvest Café and gingerly slide across the bench. My muscles scream at me after a weekend of gardening. I rub my thighs in an effort to soothe the ache. The hurt is worth the beauty that will blossom and the veggies that will sprout up from...
Pruning Seasons
Last weekend I picked the dead vines off my morning glories left on the lattice over the winter months. As I tediously plucked each one, it brought to mind how Christ prunes us during different seasons of our lives. And wow…this spring He’s been pruning me big time as...







