God. Family. Work. (In that order)

Hey there Reader, Yesterday morning, Benjamin and I walked the dairy cows in from the far west pasture, our knees dripping with morning dew, racing to finish chores before church. It brought to mind an old bit of American farm history: families used to tie up the milk cow on Saturday night so they wouldn’t miss church Sunday morning. Now that’s priorities. This morning our family read a daily devotion together at breakfast for the first time in a long while. It struck me just how easily...