What life is really all about (and how darkness leads to dancing)
He stands behind and slightly to my right, takes my right hand in his own. His left arm encircles me, embracing as he reaches around to cover my eyes. I…
He stands behind and slightly to my right, takes my right hand in his own. His left arm encircles me, embracing as he reaches around to cover my eyes. I…
“God, you promised, and you can’t break your promise.” It surprises me to realize how often I still pray defensively, as though I need to convince God to be kind.…
Dear Dad, I’ve been reading a book. It talks about God’s love as a self-giving love, a spontaneous, “uncaused” love that is totally separate from any hint of desire or…