I consider myself squarely in midlife. I’ll be 45 in a couple weeks. In my mind, I qualify as not that old but not that young either. I consider one of the benefits of age to be the wisdom that comes only with experience. One of the things I’ve learned with that experience is that …
As I’ve walked these last few days, I’ve been watching blooms pop out on flowering trees. I passed what I believe is some type of magnolia (I could be wrong) and noticed the blooms are just ready to explode. As I admired it, God put the word “becoming” on my heart. Specifically, the noun becoming …
I pass by a birdhouse each day on my morning walk that says, “See Rock City.” If you’ve driven through the Southeastern United States there are high odds you’ve seen that messaging for the attraction located just outside Chattanooga, Tennessee. I’ve seen it. It’s okay. Once was enough. One day as I passed that birdhouse …