As I gazed at the hummingbird cradled in my hand, the traumatized bird stared apprehensively back at me. She seemed to be asking, "What are you going to do with me?" Just moments before, my mother had called me outside. It was night but in the porch light we saw the little bird flapping helplessly on the ground. I noticed...
It’s always a pick-me-up spending time with a friend.
Grab your favorite drink and settle into a comfy chair as we talk about . . .
What inspires us.
How we're growing in Christ.
And what it means to be a Christian today.