It is always interesting when you strike up a conversation with somebody you’ve never met before. It doesn’t happen often but when it does, there is typically something to learn.
Of course, it helps if you are properly matched with the other person you are speaking with. That wasn’t the case when a cowboy and an atheist met up on a flight.
What started out as a normal conversation quickly took on an ugly tone. It’s a good thing the cowboy used all of his wisdom to shut the atheist down.
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Six months after the wedding disaster, life settled into something quieter for Noah and me, though quiet did not mean easy. The story spread farther than either…
When I spotted the toad sitting silently beside the laundry room door, I nearly dropped the basket in my hands. Its golden eyes reflected the afternoon sunlight…
The dedication ceremony ended with applause, photographs, and speeches that would appear in local newspapers for a few days before being replaced by newer stories. Yet as…
The vineyard stayed lit long after most of the guests had finished eating, as if Alder Ridge refused to acknowledge that anything outside its gates still mattered….