I used to envy the father of our race, dwelling  as he did among  the new-made fields and plants of Eden; but I do so no more, for I have discovered that I also live in "creation's dawn."  The morning stars still sing together, and the world, not yet half made, becomes more beautiful every day.... Continue Reading →

I used to envy the father of our race, dwelling  as he did among  the new-made fields and plants of Eden; but I do so no more, for I have discovered that I also live in "creation's dawn."  The morning stars still sing together, and the world, not yet half made, becomes more beautiful every day.... Continue Reading →

                      The Day My Prayer Plant DiedBy Elece Hollis        October and November were months filled with trauma and stress. Margaret, a widow woman our family has taken on the care of over the past fifteen years, became much sicker. There were trips to the local hospital, transfers... Continue Reading →