When you need a Hand
Perhaps you crept there blindly, one slow inch at a time. Or perhaps something caught you and dropped you there. But you wake one morning to find yourself way out there…
Perhaps you crept there blindly, one slow inch at a time. Or perhaps something caught you and dropped you there. But you wake one morning to find yourself way out there…
I never thought it could happen. I looked last night at my calendar for the week. I’d felt each item was right when I took it on, and there was…
We’ve been soaking in Philippians this fall, reading through it every week as a church, letting it seep into our pores. I’m awed by the love which pours itself out for…