Firmly Planted Melody Nowowiejski

As unjust as Christ's particularly hideous death, that is the extent of our injustice against God.

What does it mean for us, and what does it say about God, when the rains don't come and the grass shrivels and dies? Is He enough, always?

I wonder how many answers we miss because they look like Relationship instead of taking the shape we expected: a husband or a child, a healing or a job, or deliverance from some temptation or relationship.

Are [our kids] an inconvenience? I know we would never say that, but if they knew the word and its meaning would they recognize it in our tone, schedule, and priorities?

Did you know you can drown in a sea of hope?

A challenge to pause in gratitude.