Photo by Jen Boucher Come, ye sinners, poor and needy, weak and wounded, sick and sore; Jesus ready stands to save you, full of pity, love and power. Come ye, weary, heavy laden, lost and ruined by the fall; If you tarry till you’re better, you will never come at all. -Joseph Hart, Come, Ye…
He can put on his own pillowcases, I fumed, fumbling to fit my own maroon pillowcase over bulging queen-sized bulk. And if anyone says, “I love God,” and hates his brother, he is a liar… Oh! but his words hurt me so, I said in my head as I slammed two clean cases-as hard as fabric can…
“In friendship…we think we have chosen our peers. In reality a few years’ difference in the dates of our births, a few more miles between certain houses, the choice of one university instead of another…the accident of a topic being raised or not raised at a first meeting–any of these chances might have kept us…
Why I Won’t Kiss Facebook Good-bye (But thought a lot about it.) How can you believe, when you receive glory from one another and do not seek the glory that comes from the only God? John 5:43So whether you eat or drink, or whatever you do, do it all to the glory of God. 1 Corinthians…