Peace on Highway 49
What if you could sleep through the storm, even as droplets of worry, anxiety, and stress pelt the windshield of your heart and mind?
Gripping the Wheel
To this day, it ranks as one of the very worst storms I’ve encountered. At the time, my family lived in Greenwood, Mississippi, about an hour north of my in-law’s home near Yazoo City. After visiting them for the day, we were driving back to Greenwood up Highway 49, a rural, two-lane road that travels through the flat and fertile soil …
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