
The floor is red clay. Dusty. Smelling of fresh rain and earth. We sit in white plastic outdoor chairs, stained from the red clay. We’re underneath an old tent. Stained by the dirt, tattered and torn at the bottoms. I smell the dirt and also the animals nearby. But I’m surrounded by beauty. Beauty of…

This has been a very busy season. Life is rushing by at a fast rate. The things I’m involved in are all good. Some days leave me completely overwhelmed though. I can get through the list of tasks, I still get my devotions in during the morning, I make it to the gym, I help…