A New Thing

A New Thing

My earliest memories as a child was living in a very small house that my dad and grandpa had built. They had both worked days at their respective jobs and when they finished, they rushed home. Once there, they would work into the night using an oil lantern, hammers...
“To every thing there is a season”

“To every thing there is a season”

Most of us have our favorite seasons in which we seem to thrive. In a similar way, our lives are also divided into seasons with some being more gratifying and pleasurable than others. As we get older, we can look back and clearly distinguish the beginning and end of...