Author: Jessica Smith

When I went to ministry school in Missouri, no one told this Pacific Northwest girl to watch out for ticks. I learned about fireflies, chiggers, and massive red spiders…but not ticks. When I discovered a mysterious black dot on my arm, no one knew what it was. No one raised an eyebrow at my summer…

New seasons are a glorious thing. Whether it’s the first crocuses of spring, crickets on a summer evening, vibrant fall foliage, or a cozy winter fire in the hearth, it feels like a fresh mini-era opens up with every quarter revolution around the sun. The changes marking the progression of time always give me a…