How to find hope in emptiness
It’s early when I walk past the playground, and the swings hang empty, waiting. No one plays on the slide. There’s a stillness here that could just be the calm…
It’s early when I walk past the playground, and the swings hang empty, waiting. No one plays on the slide. There’s a stillness here that could just be the calm…
It was a gorgeous Saturday morning, a few weeks back, and I was on my usual morning run. I was breathing deeply the crisp air and looking up at the…
Is there a place you've experienced as a "thin place," a place where heaven seems especially close to earth, and God, though everywhere present, somehow seems nearer? Most often I've…