On the other side of the cross: the grace that carries you forever
“Let grace be grace.” The invitation has wound its way through Lent, summoning me to surrender to love in all sorts of ways. But it’s in one moment on Good…
“Let grace be grace.” The invitation has wound its way through Lent, summoning me to surrender to love in all sorts of ways. But it’s in one moment on Good…
I watch the widow place two tiny coins in the offering plate. Her neighbors’ noses are in the air as they let their handfuls of change drop in, noisily burying…
In a recent conversation with a friend who helps me listen, I commented that one of the gifts of weakness is that it makes more space for God to use…