What does your soul need this summer?
“What does my soul need this summer?" It’s a question I’ve been asking myself lately, alongside “What do I do when I’m out of words?” A whole month has passed…
“What does my soul need this summer?" It’s a question I’ve been asking myself lately, alongside “What do I do when I’m out of words?” A whole month has passed…
It happens every spring. As I walk alongside the stream of Sun Run runners on my way to church, tears fill my eyes. On strategic street corners, canopies shelter small…
I walked, one recent morning, with fresh-fallen snow squeaking beneath my boots. Thin lengths of snow lay along branches and stretched the span of power lines, gracing even them with…