Nine years ago in Dungarvan, Ireland, my husband and I secured what had to be the most beautiful home I’d ever lived in. It had five bedrooms, enough to house the kids we would be caring for.
Dance? He set my feet to Dancing! That Day I Danced in Church sure startled me! Little Baptist girls are taught dancing is bad. I know because I was one.
The topic of focus has come up in several conversations recently. In my quiet time, I pondered the how-to of Biblical focus; like an endless tape-loop in my mind came the words “fix your mind on things above . . .”