Why you can trust the process
When life seems faded and pale, a dim echo of glory, or surreal, too busy and bright, you can rest, friend, and trust the Artist, because you are not self-made. "We are God's masterpiece"…
When life seems faded and pale, a dim echo of glory, or surreal, too busy and bright, you can rest, friend, and trust the Artist, because you are not self-made. "We are God's masterpiece"…
I’d just arrived at the hospital in the Northwest Frontier Province of Pakistan, travelling in a taxi with door handles falling off and lumpy, lopsided seats. A preacher whose name…
We’ve walked a few steps into the new year and the sparkle and promise of newness has me back at the beginning, pondering again those first days when God spoke…