Arise, shine, for your light has come!
I walked this morning where the frost was thick, marvelling at the transformation that came over the landscape when the sun rose above the trees. Each tiny splinter of white…
I walked this morning where the frost was thick, marvelling at the transformation that came over the landscape when the sun rose above the trees. Each tiny splinter of white…
Of the many themes that weave through Advent, this good news in particular has been catching my attention: Light gets the last word. Perhaps more than any other season, Advent—at…
As we climb into the car I’m awed by the delicate ferns hand-drawn on the windshield. New every morning. God strews new beauty across the world each night. Does he…