When you don't have what it takes
I wake tired and empty, find myself dreading the day. “Jesus, what is going on here? Why am I dreading this day you are holding out to me as a gracious…
I wake tired and empty, find myself dreading the day. “Jesus, what is going on here? Why am I dreading this day you are holding out to me as a gracious…
The long journey through Lent is over. We’ve walked with Jesus to the cross and seen him rise from the grave. Every time we walk this path it's a little…
“Lila would never tell anyone about that time. She knew it would sound very sad, and it wasn’t, really.” (Marilynne Robinson, Lila, p. 4) How do you tell a story…