Uncovering the beauty in this messy thing we call life!
Do you remember the first time you rode a bike without training wheels? Maybe your dad or mom pushed you down the road promising not to let go until you were ready. You never thought you were ready, but they let go anyway. And maybe you rode off into the sunshine and never looked back. Or maybe, like many, you fell down.
Do all lives matter? Or do only some lives matter? With the increasing tribalism we are seeing in America, this matters more than ever. But it’s not a new question. Ecclesiastes 1:9 ends with “there’s nothing new under the sun.”
“Mommy. He spilled milk on the dining room carpet.” “No! She left it near the edge so when I walked by it knocked over. It’s her fault.” “No – it wasn’t near the edge. He moved it there.” “Guys, I don’t care whose fault it is. Somebody just pick up the cup so it stops... Continue Reading →
Beauty in the Brokenness 