Now this was a nightmare… I was a year or so into my career as a student pastor, carelessly bounding through the twisting cornstalk caverns on a crisp Fall evening in
Pain in the present can blind you. It can obscure the future so fully that you’re no longer able to believe anything beautiful is still possible, that joy is ever going to be
To those who sold doves in the temple courts Jesus said, “Get these out of here! Stop turning my Father’s house into a market!” His disciples remembered that it is
Dear Teenager, I’m really hoping this reaches you. Maybe you’ll come across it in your social media travels or someone will tag you next week or send it to you
Now this was a nightmare… I was a year or so into my career as a student pastor, carelessly bounding through the twisting cornstalk caverns on a crisp Fall evening in
Pain in the present can blind you. It can obscure the future so fully that you’re no longer able to believe anything beautiful is still possible, that joy is ever going to be
To those who sold doves in the temple courts Jesus said, “Get these out of here! Stop turning my Father’s house into a market!” His disciples remembered that it is
Dear Teenager, I’m really hoping this reaches you. Maybe you’ll come across it in your social media travels or someone will tag you next week or send it to you