Hope when sin hurts
“Jesus’ table is not a potluck.” Andrea’s words continue to echo in my head, settling me deeper into grace. It has been a month of staring sin in the face…
“Jesus’ table is not a potluck.” Andrea’s words continue to echo in my head, settling me deeper into grace. It has been a month of staring sin in the face…
“This may be a little out of the box, so trust our brother.” Our pastor spoke the words as the Cree chief with the strong and gentle face ascended to…
Her answer surprises me. She doesn’t stay silent. She doesn’t think about all the flaws she sees in herself. She seems, in that moment, not even to notice them. The…