We always called it the fish pond. It’s a man-made pond hand dug by my great-grandfather out of a low, wet place on his farm. He thought everybody deserved a place to fish and wanted everybody to … [Read more...]
We always called it the fish pond. It’s a man-made pond hand dug by my great-grandfather out of a low, wet place on his farm. He thought everybody deserved a place to fish and wanted everybody to … [Read more...]
For the past few years, I’ve been on a journey of discovery–about writing, about myself, and about God’s faithfulness … Click HERE to read more.