words are my habit.
Then Grandpa said firmly, “Kindred, the seeds need us just as much as we need them.”
So Kindred reluctantly got up from her napping spot underneath a most perfectly shady tree and followed her grandpa row by row placing seeds into the freshly tilled ground.
this semester at the advent house, we’re journeying through our stories and the stories of Jesus. we’re looking at our own and revealing several things about ourselves like our family histories, our interests, and our walk with Jesus (no matter how long or short, shallow or deep…). and then we’re spending time with particular stories […]
