When change feels slow
Last year, for the first time, I had a little balcony. I tucked four small Impatiens plants into each long planter and watched as they quickly spread and poured over…
Why Jesus kept his scars
Scars speak. We know this. We see a scar and want to know the story behind it. The white scar on a friend’s palm tells where a sharp piece of…
The God of surprises
Since mid-November when my landlady told me she'd sold the condo in which I was living, I’ve been looking without success for a new place to live. A week ago…