There are times in our lives to mourn and grieve, but it is so important not to lose hope. For those of us who know Jesus, we cling to an everlasting hope. As we grieve and mourn, let us also remember to encourage each other, to look for the joy in life no matter where we go.
This spring as I take my daily walks, I am looking to see what survived the storm and what did not. What can I do? I can wait and lament.
After a long day with an aching eye, going from a walk in clinic to the emergency room to the specialist’s office, I felt my heart sink and sighed, resigning to the reality I had feared. I was back to blind.
Biking is much more than just a way to get around, says the executive director of the Massachusetts Council of Churches. In her new book, “Holy Spokes,” she writes about the way that urban cycling has led to an urban spirituality as well.
when love bleeds into the hollow, suffusing Eden’s ache with a touch so tender it shears self, cleaving pain and shattering suffering into resplendent shards of joy, glimpses of a world beyond the veil.