I grew up on a mountain overlooking the Thompson River in British Columbia. The wind used to race along the river valley as if it…
Tiny lights upon the treeTwinkle as the evening dims;Curl up on the couch with me,Listen to a Christmas hymn.
I’m not a mistakeFor God never fails,And I was createdDown to the detailsExactly as planned,How I’m meant to be:Each…