Because He Is Near

It was stuffy in the little shop but the shade was a nice reprieve from the heavy, unforgiving sun in St. Augustine. My Dad, my sister, and I were exploring the past in the Fountain of Youth park, learning about the early settlers and the Indians they interacted with. The shop was filled with the… Continue reading Because He Is Near

Over-giving and the Enneagram

I sat in the darkened parking lot while my husband helped the woman and her son load up our van with her belongings. She had showed up a couple of weeks ago in my Sunday school class looking very foreign to Florida culture in her black clothes and European accent. The distress on her face,… Continue reading Over-giving and the Enneagram