Hope When You’re Hungry for God
This Advent, I find myself especially hungry for God. Perhaps it’s related to yet another viral variant with all the uncertainty that it brings. Or the rounds of one conspiracy…
This Advent, I find myself especially hungry for God. Perhaps it’s related to yet another viral variant with all the uncertainty that it brings. Or the rounds of one conspiracy…
It’s early when I walk past the playground, and the swings hang empty, waiting. No one plays on the slide. There’s a stillness here that could just be the calm…
I woke this morning from a dream in which I was setting out to bike over a bridge. Before I could get onto the bridge, though, I had to squeeze…