Once upon a time, in a small village nestled in the valley of towering mountains, lived a young carpenter named Elias. He had inherited his craft from his father, who had inherited it from his father before him. Elias was known for his ambition and eagerness to prove himself worthy of his family’s legacy. He…
Every year, I write a review of the previous year, but I don’t always publish them. I’ve come to the conclusion I should. I’ve learned over time there is always someone who finds encouragement from what I share. What I recall of Sunday school was that the more difficult something became, the more rewarding it…
Last week a new reader messaged me on Twitter and said they’d read my last blog post, and hoped my mom was doing well. I realized I hadn’t followed up here with the rest of the story, so here goes. Mom died.