Middle Minutes Adoration
“I go among the trees and sit still. All my stirring becomes quiet Around me like circles on water. My tasks lie in their places Where I left them, asleep like cattle …” (love me some Wendell Berry — whispers of stillness in these turbulent...
Celebratory God
Middle Minutes Adoration
A reach for community, that deep ache for home — a group that gets you and knows you and will have your back, the hunt for the perfect-for-you church … these things are not bad, but the pursuit of them may also mask the holy underneath all that lonely. ...