God's Art
There’s a stretch of beach near me that I’ve only recently discovered. As sunlight slowly slips around the corner, herons watch, waiting for breakfast. Ducks paddle and preen. Leaves and…
Why you can dare to enjoy the process
Its colors grace my living room now, a tangible reminder of the resurrection hope who lives in me even when I can't feel him. Today, as I remember the painting’s…
2016: To play or be played?
I sit slumped in my chair, waiting for the small, informal worship service to begin. Eventually I decide I want to play too—my dearly loved brother is playing, after all,…