Sitting by the fire on a retreat this weekend, I heard a short folktale. It was a cold, starry night outside of a California mountain town—the perfect time for a warm campfire tale. It went like this…
A young Native American boy asked his father, the chief of their tribe, about the meaning of life.
The wise chief, who was building a fire for a tribal ri…
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