Where is God?

Occasionally, my dog Winston reminds me of who he is and most of the time it irritates me.  Just a few minutes ago, he nudged me when he wanted me to go in a different direction.  I yell at him because I surmise that “one day you are going knock me down.”  He just looks…

The Host

I can’t imagine what a trip to Taiwan would be like without a host.  Many of the people there speak English, but it would still be much more difficult without a host that was interested in making our trip better.  My son met Tanya and Phil through the Taiwanese family that ran the restaurant where…