For my own good, I sometimes need to picture Jesus married with children. I also need to envision him running down the road late for dinner with friends. I need to imagine him sleeping late and rubbing his tired eyes. I need to remember he wept uncontrollably, he laughed until his sides hurt, and played […]
some happy things letter
every week or so you’ll receive an irresistible list of 5 ways to feed your curiosity for life and build tiny adventures into your days