Bent over Jesus, John the Baptizer plunged his cousin into the waters of the Jordan. Although the eccentric evangelist had been preaching and immersing disciples for some time, John must have sensed today’s difference. The God Who sent him to baptize had also briefed him about the coming One, recognized by the sign of a dove. Clothed with his trademark …
The Treehouse
Book-satchel in tow, I scrambled off the dusty, yellow school bus onto where the farm-to-market road comes to a “T.” Finally home, I was glad to leave the hand-clapping game in the front of the bus and the loud kissing in the back. My second-grade stomach grumbled loudly, anticipating the brownies my mother promised to bake. As I rounded the …


