When Christmas Began
Standing behind the small wooden fence, I gazed straight into the pit of the active volcano. Instantly, I felt incredibly small. I could see the walls were blackened by years…
Standing behind the small wooden fence, I gazed straight into the pit of the active volcano. Instantly, I felt incredibly small. I could see the walls were blackened by years…
Christmas comes and goes so quickly, and if we are not careful, the truth of Christmas does not make its way into our souls. Think back to the first Christmas. …