By Miki Lee Hall This story is a tribute to all the dads out there who are so dearly loved and forever treasured in their children’s hearts. Happy Father’s Day! Daddy died after a yearlong battle with cancer. One day not long after the funeral, Mom was sorting through some of his clothes, and I saw her pick up his khaki canvas walking hat and...
By Miki Lee Hall This Easter as we give thanks for Christ’s sacrifice on the cross and His resurrection, we find that looking more closely at the day of Thanksgiving celebrated here in our country may help us to celebrate Easter more dearly. Why do the churches not herald the story of Squanto from the rooftops to prove to a disbelieving...
By Miki Lee Hall My son would come to me as a little boy periodically clear out of the blue, stand before me, and lift up his arms and request of me, “Hold me Mommy.” Perhaps it was fear… uncertainty… loneliness… sadness… even his joy, whatever it was he found himself facing in this world at the moment, it made him seek me out. He trusted that I...
