I think how high my car payment is and then I meet someone who walks to work. I complain because my faucet drips and then I meet someone with nowhere to live. I worry because I don’t make enough money and then I meet someone who is unemployed. I would …
It is a difficult place to be—the place of brokenness. It is not easy to dwell where direction is limited, answers few, a place where what little is know makes no sense at all. It is a testing as with fire to feel helpless, lost and broken. We are not …
It was quiet in the shaded parts of the manger except for the peaceful stirrings of the baby boy all had come to see. He lay there wrapped tightly in swaddling cloths, held close to his mother’s heart—a sign. Creation took time to bow before that little boy who seemed …