Dust you are: the Easter edition
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…
Dust you are—(and dust He is too!)
I finish my application. Before I send it, I pause, listening to the emotions warring inside of me. Excitement—“Jesus, I can hardly believe we’re here. I’ve wanted to do this…
Dust you are: growing small
I run past trees with limbs still winter-bare, each twig curled upward, reaching for heaven. Some days you can reach and other days your limbs are limp and the longing…