bloom in the chill

To help fight the seasonal blahs which usually hit me in the sunless midwinter, I love to bring a bunch of fresh cut tulips home to brighten my kitchen table.   Last week, as i bought some lovely pink tulips, the florist passed on a wise tip which has stuck with me. She suggested addingContinue reading “bloom in the chill”

the countdown is on

Aslan knew what He was doing when He offered Himself in the traitor’s place. He knew that only blood from a willingly poured out life was offered on the altar, there would be no freedom. Life would stay bound in permanent ice. No true warmth. No hope. Endless cold. This winter, the area where IContinue reading “the countdown is on”