I’m so thankful for people that I can call friends. It makes a difference in life, it really does. Yesterday I was reminded of this three different times, in three different ways. We need friends…other people…fellow sojourners. “Friendship is unnecessary, like philosophy, like art…. It has no survival value; rather it is one of those … Continue reading Friends
Do I really have the permission to call the world around me my canvas? Do I have the freedom, the audacity, the creativity, and the imagination to wade in and create on that canvas? Or am I nothing more than a detached observer? [Paul Richardson, A Certain Risk, p. 109] During my first read through … Continue reading The World is My Canvas!