My parents like to tell stories about my sister and I when we were little. Some of these include us begging to go to McDonalds or spend the night at a friend’s house. We would plead and cry until someone caved… either them or us. :-) My sister and I never had a plan or strategy.
Carriers of His Presence
Now that the wrapping paper has been picked up and the dishes have all been washed, I have had a moment to pause and reflect on the memories created this Christmas season. Our families are