We Are His Sheep

We Are His Sheep

One day, my family and I left our home in McDonough, Georgia for an outing to look at some puppies for sale in Plains, the birthplace of President Jimmy Carter. It was March, 1992, and we had told our youngest daughter that she could have a Jack Russell terrier. We...
The Hiding Place

The Hiding Place

I have been working part time in a Shaw’s grocery store for about a year now, and it is interesting to watch people and see how they act and interact with each other and with life. I spend a good bit of time with one of my fellow employees whom I will call Jane....
The Sabbath Ark

The Sabbath Ark

As a student of Modern Hebrew, I particularly enjoy moments when a new vocabulary word connects unexpectedly to a Bible story and a lightbulb lights up. So it was a few years ago when I encountered the Hebrew word for rest: “nu’ach” (NOO-ach). “Wait a minute! Is that...