When you have nothing to give
Ashamed, I hesitate. It seems a poor gift for a King. I offer it anyway. All of my longing, my emptiness, my helplessness. And the Gracious One reminds me of…
The best news for a long journey
When the way seems rough and the burdens heavy. . . when you're broken and bent and far more aware of the distance remaining than the distance travelled. . .…
Why these years are the best (. . .so far!)
I discover the openly hidden grace at the end of a sleepless week, in the midst of a day when I can hardly stay upright. I think again of…