“Mama, is this the best coffee you’ve ever had?” I was sipping the cup she brewed using our machine. It was complete with cream, sugar and all. “It’s good!” “But… it’s not the best?” she asked. “It’s good!” I repeated. She smiled. She could tell I was trying to be nice. I hugged her. It
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
