As the detritus of Christmas surrounds us, where do we see Jesus?
“Do you really believe Jesus is the Son of God?” the teen asked. “I do,” I said, “and I don’t need anyone else to agree with me.”
Angels are messengers of God, sent to help us when we’re not hearing the still small voice.
St James’ example leads me to understand my place as a pilgrim at all times and in all places.
I said a prayer for guidance and remembered no one can comprehend the grace of God.
We were hurtling through the air at an amusement park. Was my son really saying what I thought I heard?