When God says no to say yes
There it is, chipped right into the stony sidewalk, the reminder that sometimes God's love comes in the form of a breaking, His "yes" spelled out first with the letters…
Offering our bodies: the hands-on God
I watch the hands that bathe the baby. Strong. Skilled. Gentle. The newborn relaxes into being held, lets herself be stilled. For the first few moments she…
When it’s hard to trust the promises
I get Zechariah's struggle. I read the promise, hear it, but when the time comes to step into it, I hesitate. “But how can I be sure?” The man stands…