baptistnews.com
the jar is always smaller than the sky.
As a kid growing up in East Tennessee, there were few better ways to enjoy an oppressively sticky late summer evening, than attempting to catch lightnin' bugs*. (*NOTE: I realize some of you may not be familiar with the colloquialism "lightnin' bugs," as they are occasionally known by the moniker "fireflies" in parts of our great land that have the profound misfortune...
Eric Minton