
Walking by the Sea
If I were Jesus’ therapist, there is one moment in particular that I’d love to process Read More
M. Kathryn Armistead | Read Romans 8:14-17
As long as I can remember, a large oil painting hung over the sofa in my parents’ living room. For some reason, I loved that picture. So when my father died, Mother let me bring it home with me. Actually, she had never liked it—too dark for her tastes. But...
Dear God, help us reflect your steadfast loving-kindness and find goodness and beauty in others. Amen.
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