Praying in Hope When There’s Hell on Earth
Snatching an hour of sunshine, I sit on a bench beneath maple trees, feeling the breeze gentle on my face, the light’s warm fingers caressing my shoulders. The sun-warmed tang…
Snatching an hour of sunshine, I sit on a bench beneath maple trees, feeling the breeze gentle on my face, the light’s warm fingers caressing my shoulders. The sun-warmed tang…
Photo collage courtesy of Karen Webber. A week or so ago, I received an invitation to speak. The topic I was given was “God’s heartbeat.” My first breathless thought was,…
Over the years, I’ve learned that if I'm trying to remember a verse and there’s a word that I can’t remember or that I misremember, that is quite possibly the…