Remember This Truth When You’re Aching for Resurrection
I slid my hand into his, weeping. I remember, even before we dated, noticing that musician’s hands. They’d…
I slid my hand into his, weeping. I remember, even before we dated, noticing that musician’s hands. They’d…
A circle of kindergartners sat before me, each eagerly waiting their turn to voice their Christmas wishes. I…
Children waved gleefully, poking their heads out of their bedroom windows to greet us as our red van…
We live in a culture that tells women to be skinny, and to show their skin—a culture that…
Often, when people stare at a crisis, our thoughts seem more quickly inclined to Let’s Do, instead of…
I remember the girl who said to me, “I wish I had a normal life.” Her words pierced…
A few years back, I was preparing to share a message about the orphaned and fatherless with a…
The kids were dirty; the food was terrible; the showers (when we had running water) were freezing; there…
It was just my second time to be with her. Her history, all nine years of it, was…
I’m on my seventh day of bed rest as I write this. Did you know that you could…
They like to dress up like super heroes and princesses. They are fascinated with things that spin, fly…
This season always brings with it a message. Songs that remind our hearts to hope. A story that…
Well friends, the Christmas tree is up, the Nativity is on the mantle, and “O Holy Night” is…
I stared into vacant eyes as I took my seat next to her nervous, guarded frame. She wore…
So you know the, “How are you doing?” question we all ask each other? It’s like a part…
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