I want to pay tribute to wonderful people I have known, the wonderful country in which I live, the communities in which I have lived, the churches who have claimed me as their own, the God who sends shivers down my back when I really give him a portion of my time—well, maybe not shivers but tears flow easily in some of those most priceless times.
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I don’t need to see the scars for my doubts, Lord, as much as I do for my discipline. I get so lax and lazy. Even then, You reach to me. I see the hands – I see the scars, … Continue reading
I cannot form a mental image of Jesus in any setting in which he has closed hands. I SEE HIS OPEN HAND GENEROUS baskets of food left after the multitude was fed. KIND reaching out as he says, “Arise and … Continue reading