When God says no to say yes
There it is, chipped right into the stony sidewalk, the reminder that sometimes God's love comes in the form of a breaking, His "yes" spelled out first with the letters…
There it is, chipped right into the stony sidewalk, the reminder that sometimes God's love comes in the form of a breaking, His "yes" spelled out first with the letters…
I whisper the confession. “Oh, Abba, I’m sorry I only have a messy, broken, cranky me to give you as we begin this day. I want to give you…
Ashes and dust and repentance. This day speaks less of guilt and grovelling than of grace and God’s heartbeat of love which calls again and again “return to me.” On…