The One who leads us into the new year
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…
The crazy mystery of our words
I walked to the hospital in the bitter cold, those mornings on the other side of the world, layered in long underwear and wool sweaters and a down coat. Some…
The truth your heart is hungry for
It is Mother's Day and Baby Dedication Day and on this sixth Sunday of Eastertide we’re still calling out the good news: “Christ is risen!” “He is risen indeed!” Pastor…