The Imprint Of Joan Feller

The Imprint Of Joan Feller

I can’t seem to wrap my head around this. I remind myself God’s ways are not my ways, and His thoughts are not my thoughts. “For my thoughts are not your thoughts, neither are your ways my ways,” declares the Lord. Isaiah 55:8 And Romans 8:28 tells me:...
My Dad, My Hero

My Dad, My Hero

I must have been seven or eight years old at the time. I joined my mom on her weekly Saturday morning trip to the neighboring town’s grocery store. It was just down the street from Dad’s mechanic garage, so I walked down the long sidewalk to visit him....
This Hilly Road Called Life

This Hilly Road Called Life

We called it “The Whee Road.” Dad would speed up just before the hill. When we’d crest over the top, my little body would lift off the back seat, and my brothers and I would squeal, “Whee!” As the car descended on the other side, my...

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