There is a light at the end of the pandemic tunnel. It’s getting brighter and more hopeful. But with so many unknowns, planning for the…
Not long ago, I wrote about hearing the quiet whisper of God’s voice while walking along the beach and watching the sun rise. It happened again a few weeks later. This time, rather than strolling on a beach, I was hurrying to the airport for another hectic day. Driving east on the busy freeway, I saw the sun begin to creep over the horizon in a beautiful ball of fire. And it seemed like God said, “Just savor the moment.”