An idea filtered through my soul one Sabbath afternoon as I was journaling thoughts from the morning’s service. Someone had mentioned the fruit of the Spirit from Galatians 5:22-23. These qualities are produced in our lives as we let the Spirit flow through us and as we learn more about what it means to live […]
Every spring, my redbud tree reminds me to stay in hope. The usual allegory applies: dead winter becomes a fruitful spring. Trust God in the hard times. Almost a cliché these days. But a more hidden meaning speaks to me this year, after an interminable winter and the hanging-on-of-grief. After another 12 months of ugliness
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