When a door is open
Lately I’ve found myself returning again and again to the first few chapters of 2 Corinthians for the perspective and comfort offered here. In just a few pages, Paul offers…
Lately I’ve found myself returning again and again to the first few chapters of 2 Corinthians for the perspective and comfort offered here. In just a few pages, Paul offers…
I ride my bike a different route this morning. The sky is grey and the first large drops land on my face. It’s warm and I’ve opened my jacket and…
“You sound like an abused woman.” She was speaking to me. I stopped mid-thought, trying to make sense of what she had said. I’m one of the far-too-small percentage of women…