I remember the first time I held my book, my first book in my hands. I cannot tell you how it moved me.
Jan KaronI grew up hearing words like snakeroot, sassafras, mullein - things that had wondrous, mysterious sounds in their names.
Jan KaronWhen the trees and the power lines crashed around you, when the very roof gave way above you, when the light turned to darkness and water turned to dust, did you call on Him? When you called on Him, was He somewhere up there, or was He as near as your very breath?
Jan Karon