The crazy mystery of our words
I walked to the hospital in the bitter cold, those mornings on the other side of the world, layered in long underwear and wool sweaters and a down coat. Some…
I walked to the hospital in the bitter cold, those mornings on the other side of the world, layered in long underwear and wool sweaters and a down coat. Some…
As I sat yesterday in the pew of a big city church, distant echoes played in my mind, echoes of that Sunday a couple of years ago when I'd sat…
I almost laugh out loud as I watch God’s little joke unfold. I’m reading in 2 Kings 6 of Elisha’s calmness when he rises in the morning and discovers the…