Master of my universe?
A new banner flaunted itself on the gym wall this morning. A toned woman lay on a mat, smiling. The caption: “Master of My Universe.” I guess it’s supposed to…
When you wonder about the future
Into a week of back to classes filled with excited young people who mostly seem to know what they’re aiming for and are pursuing it eagerly, into a week of…
What gentleness whispers
The gentleness of Jesus is everywhere. Isaiah affirms, “A bruised reed he will not break, and a smouldering wick he will not snuff out.” Paul appeals, “by the meekness and…