When you don’t see God’s answers
I sit commiserating with a friend over lunch. She's been sick too, and I tell her about the day last week when I woke feeling pretty well, but after my…
I sit commiserating with a friend over lunch. She's been sick too, and I tell her about the day last week when I woke feeling pretty well, but after my…
There are those days when the weight of the world presses in. Fires are burning and viruses are spreading and the whole world seems lit up with orange caution signs. Your…
They're written all over the world, slipped into a bird song or the pink clouds of evening or the arms of a friend—love notes from God tucked into our days…