To You … With Love,

Once upon a time, the last thing I would have thought in driving along Route 4 was a Bethlehem moment. However, there it was, pure and undefiled, as the story of God cried out from the little Holy Family huddled together in a makeshift stable very near the wayside of life. Here, where nothing about the scene should have brought inspiration, I found something for my mind and heart that brought glories to my soul. Surely, I thought, is this not God with us in the stark realities of a cold world. Surely, one could just leave it all on a dull level of common ground, for had not the Lord Himself, m...