Good News for the New Year
Here we stand at the start of a new year, its days and months waiting to unfold like petals on an amaryllis. When I slow and savor each moment of…
Here we stand at the start of a new year, its days and months waiting to unfold like petals on an amaryllis. When I slow and savor each moment of…
When I woke on Monday, it was dark. Very dark. And very quiet. No hum of the fridge or whisper of the heat turning on. No light from the streetlights…
As I drape socks and tops over my laundry rack, the later bits of Handel’s Messiah play in the background, the words straight from Scripture: “I know that my Redeemer…