For the moments you’re not feeling Easter
I confess: I got up yesterday morning—Easter Sunday—not feeling very Easter-ish. Which, by my definition, meant not feeling much joy. Which meant in turn that I felt guilty and ashamed…
I confess: I got up yesterday morning—Easter Sunday—not feeling very Easter-ish. Which, by my definition, meant not feeling much joy. Which meant in turn that I felt guilty and ashamed…
There come those moments in life when you sense God calling you to come to a deeper level, to be all His. You might hear his whisper through a love…
I first heard the words some weeks ago. We were talking about something that was painful for me to see. Somewhere in our conversation we stopped to listen to what…