When You Want to Glimpse the Glory in Your Story
Sometimes the richest traditions in our lives are those we carry forward from childhood: holding hands around the table to pray before meals, baking Grandma's Christmas cake each Remembrance Day.…
Sometimes the richest traditions in our lives are those we carry forward from childhood: holding hands around the table to pray before meals, baking Grandma's Christmas cake each Remembrance Day.…
As I sat yesterday in the pew of a big city church, distant echoes played in my mind, echoes of that Sunday a couple of years ago when I'd sat…
We sat, last Sunday, on the wooden pew near the back of the little country church. The unexpected sun filtered through the rain-stained windows. The priest, in his white robe…