What the trees are teaching me
The steps where I stretch my calves each morning are covered, now, with crimson and brown and gold. Fragments of life fallen, flung, surrendered for a season in the certainty…
One way to stand firm
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…
Shepherded into Shalom
“He tends his flock like a shepherd; he gathers the lambs in his arms and carries them close to his heart; he gently leads those that have young.” (Isaiah 40:11)…