Finding Comfort When You Face Change
Most mornings these days as I bike, I’m praying Psalm 139. “O LORD, you have searched me and you know me. You know when I sit and when I rise;…
Most mornings these days as I bike, I’m praying Psalm 139. “O LORD, you have searched me and you know me. You know when I sit and when I rise;…
Nine year old Lucia steps down into the baptismal tank and then up onto a stool placed there specially for her. I can't keep tears from spilling as I listen to…
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…