Yesterday afternoon, Jakey our budgie died. When we found him, his companion Louie was distraught. He chirped and bounced on top of him. Jumped along the perches. Clung to the sides of the cage. Searched in every corner for his friend. And, for the first time ever, he slept in his happy hut. Always before, the parakeets slept on a branch close together. We wrapped Jakey in a tiny blanket and buried him in the backyard underneath a 100-year-old Elm tree. We packed the dirt and covered the grave… Read more

This is my story, this is my song. Praising my Savior, all the day long. — Blessed Assurance, Frances J. Crosby, 1873 Laura Ann Chord was not a typical teenager. In our selfie-absorbed culture, she looked outward and upward with eyes fixed on Jesus. Laura was a junior at Newcastle High School in Wyoming and the youngest of four daughters. A fierce competitor with a quiet spirit, she ran track and cross country and was involved in FFA, 4-H, rodeo, science… Read more

My two younger kids saw The Young Messiah today. They’re 8 and 10 and the film is rated PG-13. I worried they weren’t old enough to see it, but went with my gut and I’m so glad I did. We saw the movie at the mall, so when it was over I popped into a store to buy my son his annual Easter suit. I’m going with gray this year. A nice complement to his little sister’s yellow dress. When I told him I’d… Read more

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