Praying in Hope When There’s Hell on Earth
Snatching an hour of sunshine, I sit on a bench beneath maple trees, feeling the breeze gentle on my face, the light’s warm fingers caressing my shoulders. The sun-warmed tang…
Snatching an hour of sunshine, I sit on a bench beneath maple trees, feeling the breeze gentle on my face, the light’s warm fingers caressing my shoulders. The sun-warmed tang…
“I believed; therefore, I said. . .” Let’s pause there for a moment. How would you complete that sentence? “I believed; therefore, I said . . . thank You”? Or…
I’ve heard parents say it’s harder to trust God with their children than to trust Him with themselves. I don’t have children, but I do know it’s often harder for…