One of my favorite poems is "Road not taken" by Robert Frost. Let me share a taste: "Two roads diverged in a yellow wood, and sorry I could not travel both. But being one traveler, long I stood, and looked down one as far as I could to where it bent in the undergrowth." I…
The JOY Project
I should be editing my book, but since I’m still theoretically pouting over the pulling of the word “epic” from our American vocabulary and because I happen to be seriously elated by the amazing lavishing love of Daddy God, I decided to write a blog (and start it with a seriously long, possibly run-on sentence).…
Leslie A. Lamb 