Do not lose heart

Running is the worst. I get it if there is a specific purpose in mind—a child is headed for the road and a life has to be saved, a fast break in basketball and you just want to score. I ran somewhat unintentionally two days ago and I’m still hurting, the good kind of sore … Continue reading Do not lose heart

The thorn isn’t leaving

I look for tidy answers to tiring days. Those long days, moments discouraging seem to run me down, even during what should be sabbath rest. It’s as if attacks are more prevalent when we’ve celebrated worship, rejoiced in The Victory. I can run down lists of all the ways the kids are awry and how … Continue reading The thorn isn’t leaving