That one lone candle burning, multiplied by hundreds across the auditorium singing, ‘Silent Night, Holy Night,’ almost as if the flames flickering together whispered that enough light could change the whole world.
When Believers stop being the light, what else is left to shine into the darkness?
I fell. I fell hard.
A few days ago my husband and I were out doing errands. We had just finished a long-overdue lunch with our dearest friends. We dropped by the mall to pick up a few items. With my flat white latte in hand, we were finally done. We found our way to the parking lot, ready to head home. As I approached the car to get in, my ankle twisted in my cute new wedge sandals, and I came tumbling down. Down. Continue reading
Death. It is an inescapable fact of life.
Ecclesiastes 3:2,4 (NIV) describes that there is a season for everything, a time to be born and a time to die, a time to plant and a time to uproot… a time to weep and a time to laugh, a time to mourn and a time to dance. Continue reading
… and the day came when the risk to remain tight in a bud was more painful than the risk it took to blossom. Anais Nin Continue reading