When you have nothing to give
Ashamed, I hesitate. It seems a poor gift for a King. I offer it anyway. All of my longing, my emptiness, my helplessness. And the Gracious One reminds me of…
Ashamed, I hesitate. It seems a poor gift for a King. I offer it anyway. All of my longing, my emptiness, my helplessness. And the Gracious One reminds me of…
“Above all else. . . ” The phrase rings through my consciousness. The list of things to be done today is impossibly long, the energy small. How can I do…
His words grip me. “If the Gospel seems irrelevant to our daily lives, that is our fault, not the Gospel’s. For if death is not a daily reality, then Christ’s…