Tag Archives: Isaiah 43:19

No Place Like This

  After ten days of packing, cleaning and saying goodbye to our home of thirty years, Fred and I arrive back in Vernon, the snow globe of our lives shaken and set down again. What do I see as the snow swirls … Continue reading

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My Heart Sings

The master of the banquet tasted the water that had been turned into wine. He did not realize where it had come from, though the servants who had drawn the water knew. Then he called the bridegroom aside and said, … Continue reading

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