Unfolding: A Freer Way to Live
I’ve been savoring, this week, the grace in the word “unfold.” An elderly friend needs more care, and I see, finally, long-awaited details begin to unfold. A group of us…
I’ve been savoring, this week, the grace in the word “unfold.” An elderly friend needs more care, and I see, finally, long-awaited details begin to unfold. A group of us…
Multicolored banks of feathery astilbe invite me to be still. To stand and savor. To know that their Creator and mine—the Calmer of chaos and Maker of beauty—is God. And…
These weeks I’ve been sitting with the crowd at Jesus’ feet when his mother and brothers come to find him, thinking he is crazy (Mark 3:20-21, 31-35). I’ve been surprised…