How do you see surrender?
I’ve got to admit I’m struggling with it. As a girl who until just a few years ago would answer “fine” even when I was half dead, and seldom trusted…
Why I need Lent
Water is flung high in the air and falls again, singing. Ducks paddle calmly past. I have no idea why my seat faces away from all this beauty. No idea.…
Why I can’t mourn the cross this year. . . and what I do mourn
I’ve mourned it in the past, stood at the foot of the cross and ached for Jesus’ suffering, agonized over my sin that crushed him. I thought that the more…