104 things I want to tell you about my year of covid but probably never will
The paradox of maturing in God: I become wiser by understanding how foolish I am.
Every once in a while, a book promises to change your life and actually does.
In all the crowd, noise, jostling, and distraction, Jesus noticed the woman who barely touched him. He notices you, too.
It’s tough to feel anything but dried up these days. Poetry helps. So does reading the Word. (One more than the other.)
I don’t usually make New Year’s resolutions, but when I do, it’s about progress, not perfection.
2020 took a lot from you. That’s true. It also gave.
What kind of vehicle are you when it comes to God’s will?
Even as I kid, I desperately felt like I’m running out of time, never able to do or be enough. But God can use even that curse to make something beautiful.
I approached my year-end reflection with a sense of failure and shame. But I wonder if I didn’t shema better than I thought.