By Kandy Persall I hate waste. I’m not sure if it stems from a childhood of pinching pennies or adulthood of recycling in Asia. Anyway, if something seems wasteful, it bothers me. The caveat is that what I consider waste is someone else’s need. I feel that buying tickets to a sporting event is an extravagance, but my husband swears …
Heath was five when he came to live with us that autumn. His 20-year-old mom, her boyfriend and another male relative had been evicted from their apartment next door. Denice asked if we would keep Heath while they lived in their car awhile. Initially, I said “no.” I was afraid of legal ramifications and didn’t want something …
Heath was five when he came to live with us that autumn. His 20-year-old mom, her boyfriend and another male relative had been evicted from their apartment next door. At first, I had told her “no” when Denice asked if I would keep Heath. She said they were going to live in their car awhile. But, …
“You anoint my head with oil” (Psalm 23:5) So what’s up with the oil? For the shepherd, it is a staple in his medicinal toolkit. Linseed oil mixed with sulfur and tar is a highly effective repellent to the irritating flies that pester sheep. As gross as it sounds, these flies regard the sheep nostrils as …
