Roy in his seventies with his white converse sneakers and penchant for memorizing poetry, built me my first garden. He was a farmer with a gift for evangelism, building gardens throughout his neighborhood, handing out Jesus as they raked up…
“Thou hast made us for thyself, O Lord, and our hearts are restless until they find their rest in Thee.” St. Augustine The chef knife lay over the clove of garlic flat and I smacked it with my fist feeling…
I use and reuse this gem of a story from LeAnne Payne about what happens when we peel back the layers of our negative self-talk and allow the light of Scriptural truth in. The story comes from Restoring the Christian…