Margie

... the Smith house was abuzz with gossip for several days, while everyone tried to figure out who the old beau was.

Homesick

The memory of those crying seagulls made me feel homesick. Homesick for a place that I've never seen... homesick for the people I love who are already there... homesick for for a day when no one will get sick or die.

The Lord of May

Jesus does not want to be just our “Lord of May.” He wants to be the Lord of our lives.