How Not To Have A Quiet Time

By Cheryl Scanlan God did a major work on me 10 years ago through my, then, nine year old son. Having just come home from hockey, he smelled like a locker room, the odor quickly making its way around the house, settling into the corners of the lower level. I encouraged him to hop in the shower immediately. About twenty minutes later I popped my head into the steamy bathroom and asked him to wrap it up. He came into the kitchen while → Read more