Can one imagine thedepths of a man’ssoul? Among anticipated crowdsof bleating sheepand raised voices, Eager to see the merchandiseeach pitiful trinket,worthless bauble Compared to treasuresthe Father storesawaiting them in Heaven. “Come one, come all,a cross necklace for five dollars,”the salesman cries out. A Bible scenario,envisioned beforemy eyes. “How about a WWJD bracelet?The finest way to ...

My relationship with the outdoors has been an insecure one. I grew up in an urban area where we ran around on sidewalks, sat on concrete, and seldom saw grass. Being in nature was foreign to me until I met my wife. Spending time in her surroundings meant I took on new experiences. I went ...

time after timewe always seem to repeatnever learning, but always questioningthe strangeness of the world. constant distractions interrupting the quietlosing focuschanging channels the craving for something chilla way to simply exist without the stressto stop and smell the roseswe must make the time try to find that one thing that brings you joyand never let ...