Is it safe to trust God’s love?
The night is beginning to slip away and dawn lift her head as I tie my sneakers and head out into the morning. It smells like winter, and when I…
The night is beginning to slip away and dawn lift her head as I tie my sneakers and head out into the morning. It smells like winter, and when I…
Some years ago I wrote a blog post about a book that seemed to be reading me, reaching deep into my soul and mirroring to me what lay there. Recently,…
I bike the Greenway in the early morning light. I don’t even mind the spots of rain landing on my glasses; I’m so grateful that I’m able to bike my…