Elisha, was a loving wonder-worker. And he was petty, angry, proud.
Many years ago I knew an old woman who never took down her Christmas tree or unplugged its lights.
What if we could overcome the inertia of silence and complicity? What if we could trust the strength of our own voices?
Church, can we talk about committees for a minute?
We only make vows on special occasions. Weddings, ordinations, baptisms. A promise to God is serious business.
She calls out to Jesus. And Jesus calls her a dog. Undeterred and feisty as any mother with a child in crisis, she says, "Even the dogs under the table eat the children's crumbs."
We may never have been truly hungry or imprisoned or even sick for more than a few days. Thanks be to God! But I suspect we've all been lost at times. If not lost, then faced dead-ends, not able to see the way ahead.
Anthony B. Robinson
Well, here I am stuck in church, messed up by Jesus . . . Here I am wondering if it's me he's talking about.
John A. Nelson
Have you ever encountered a reader of scripture who handled every word as though it were as fragile and priceless as a Faberge egg?
Jennifer Garrison Brownell
The world is often astonishingly gorgeous, and sometimes unbearably terrible. We often look for, and find, God's presence very strongly in those times. But most of the time, the world is neither of those things.