The Good News About Weakness
There’s a place I pass on my morning bike ride where branches dip down to graze the clouds of white bloom that reach up toward them. It looks to me,…
Where God just might come nearest
Is there a place you've experienced as a "thin place," a place where heaven seems especially close to earth, and God, though everywhere present, somehow seems nearer? Most often I've…
When you have nothing to give
As I bring my gift, shame sometimes still creeps in, taunting me with its jabs, "It's such a poor gift. Can't you find anything better than this to offer a…