I was in Home Economics in middle school the day I made my apple pie. It looked absolutely beautiful. Golden crust, perfect crimped edges, filling bubbling up just right. I was so proud of that pie. And then someone took a bite. I had put in a cup of salt instead of a cup of... Continue Reading →
“My Mouth’s So Dry, I Can’t Even Spit”
Hunger and Thirst for Righteousness "My mouth's so dry I can't even spit." Our youngest son was camping with his grandparents one weekend. He and his grandmother decided to take a little walk to a grocery store she remembered nearby. It turned out to be not nearly as close as she thought. By the time... Continue Reading →

