Marketplace"I think God's love is meant to be encountered, received, embraced, even guzzled and gobbled by famished souls, but not necessarily understood."Steven JamesMarketplaceBy Elece HollisTo the market we go To buy zucchini squash and carrots,Peppers, peaches, tomatoes red as fire engines. We go for glads and dahlias to put in a glass pitcher,To grace the breakfast table,For fresh baked bread and... Continue Reading →