I want to stay young till my dying day. I mean, I want to be amazed at the clouds and the bugs and the leaves and cross and empty grave. I want to be astounded by the wonder of it all.
Don’t you?
I read this poem 10 years ago and I can’t, thank God, get it out of my head.
“We’ve moved on with another player. The offer is off the table.” When that unjust, punch-in-the-gut news came Wednesday, this truth grounded me. It is the only mindset that could possibly convert that (bitter) disappointment into (real) joy
I am Gabriel. I stand in the presence of God, and I was sent to speak to you and to bring you this good news. —Luke 1:19b For all my talk about uncomfortable grace, rejected requests and love’s frets and rubs, you must also know this. I must share the good news of Gabriel, our messenger…
Glory to God in the highest,and on earth peace among those with whom he is pleased! Luke 2:14 (ESV) “Let God have all the glory, so we may have the peace.” The English Puritan John Trapp wrote that 400 years ago. I cannot possibly say it better. It is so good I devote this Advent*…