In the Book of Our Lord 2022, it suddenly occurred to Shari Zook that she had once again been living her life by sheer elbow grease.
Ryan offered this letter to our church at the end of 2021. I am sharing it with you because he is better at words these days than I am.
I’ve been reading the book of Lamentations. It’s so beautiful that I tried writing an English prayer in the same structure, just for fun.
Here is a list of the songs that keep me going these days, from widely diverse styles. You don’t have to like them.
I sat licking my spoon. The ice cream was really good. So was the sermon. Cusick was not referencing Matthew, Mark, Luke, and John…
I would like to hear from you. What formed your ideas of heaven? How did you learn what you know?
Lord, you know me intimately: my then, my now, my after – as you know all that is in the universe.
I went to a Supper to taste the Christ, I was so hungry for him. So very hungry after months of vacuity, and when I received the bread he was suddenly there, in me.
I too have turned my child over to hard things, and I too have let him cry into his pillow, and sometimes I hate myself for that.
We can analyze and dissect the power of our words all we want – but the essence of faith is the substance of things hoped for, the evidence of things not seen.