For any of us who find it hard to get started with sharing the good news of the Gospel with others why not give, “I’m blessed,” a try since we are. Then get ready to walk through any doors God decides to open
Survival in Tough Times: If you don’t already feed the birds, consider starting. It’s an investment in peace and tranquility, and don’t forget that the old bird woman will be smiling at you from her place on the steps of St. Paul’s
It’s a worldly hedonistic overly commercialized gift giving/receiving # perpetrated by humanity’s enemy to keep us from knowing that Christ came to set us free
Survival in Tough Times: Our hardworking farm ancestors knew how to survive a morning's work. We honor them with a feast of homage just now and then. After all, we're not gluttons
They are just happy to be alive, to enjoy a good meal with their families, to have food, electricity and heat, and to be able to go to church on Christmas Eve. Those are priceless gifts.
Survival in Tough Times: Haven’t we seen something like this before? Was it 2020? Many stories from that year showed the same result. What did it look like before? Isn’t there a name for it now?
Several family members and friends came together to finish harvesting the corn and bean fields that Paul Baker was unable to after he passed away from cancer.