by Sandy Mayle There are some things I’ve loved to hear my sons say: “Thanks, Mom,” as they pull their lanky frames away from the dinner table. “I’m sorry,” after a dispute between them has escalated for days. “I didn’t…
I have been living the American dream. Okay, I’m Canadian, but you know what I mean. I live in a free land, am able to gather with other Christians and worship freely; and I am free to get up and…