I rummaged through my “memory storage locker” in my head recently and found these three little stories to share with you today: The Babysitter’s Mite I used to babysit quite a bit growing up. I earned 50 cents an hour back then. One Saturday evening when I was about 13, I babysat three kids from […]
Sometimes a story says so much more than its actual words… Here are three short, short stories. After each one I’ve included a reflective question or two. These stories really speak to me. Do any of them speak to you?