Unrestrained Joy

Unrestrained Joy

Many, many years ago I read the following story, I don’t remember who wrote it or where it came from, but it put a smile on my face then and it still does. Little Sharon was five years old. She was sure of all the facts of the story. She stated them slowly and...
The Gift of Wonder

The Gift of Wonder

As I walked through a mountain valley near my home in the early morning hours today, I was time and time again overcome with a sense of wonder at the scope of the scenery that surrounded me; so much so that I began to wonder about wonder.  How does one measure...