A Prayer for Charlottesville
One of the deacons in my church prefaced his offertory prayer this past Sunday with a pray of another kind, not one having to do with the offering itself but nonetheless a most appropriate prayer for the hour in which we Americans find ourselves once again. After mentioning the recent bad news about one person …
Choosing Not to Believe It
Keep On Going
“Do you know the code to get out?” she asked me. “Indeed, I do,” I told her. “Good, I’ll walk out with you.” Like me, she had been visiting someone in the long-term care facility. “Do you have a friend or relative here?” I asked as we stepped down the stairs. “An old friend,” she …