Eight dollars. That’s all my father had in his pocket when he came to America. After months of writing hand-written letters to each other, he met his beautiful bride at the airport when she arrived. A few weeks later, they were married in a chapel with friends as witnesses. Their parents and siblings were thousands
To Walk Humbly with our God
Years ago (twenty three to be exact), I gave birth to my firstborn! The ‘oohs and ahhs’ of pregnancy didn’t prepare me for the first few weeks of motherhood. The recovery from surgery, the sleepless