IT WAS THE FIRST DAY of our church’s three-week corporate time of prayer and fasting, and I woke up early with great anticipation. My husband, Hal, and
Wednesday, May 1
LIVING IN WISCONSIN, I MOURN that our garden’s growing season is so short. I’m often scraping snow aside, wondering if my trowel will hit frost when digging in our first plantings. I watch others in warmer climates harvesting their crop of veggies wh