“I tell you, my friends, do not fear those who kill the body, and after that have nothing more that they can do.
My body failed awfully early in life. Before I was sixteen, I was walking like an 80-year-old woman, unable to navigate stairs or open doors. Continue reading
I’ve never before preached from a pulpit here in Keenan Chapel. As many of you know, I’ve almost never used a manuscript. But the words God has for us this morning are too important to be trusted to my fickle, fragile mind; I had to commit them to paper, and I pray that we will receive them with humility, softness of heart, lament, and resolution.
May God take the coal of his holiness and cleanse my lips, that the living Word may take root in all our hearts this morning; through the name of the Living God who is Father, Son, and Holy Spirit, Amen. Continue reading
I am a CH
I am a CHRISTIAN
I have CHRIST
in my HEART
and I will
LIVE ETERNALLY. Continue reading
“On what foundation has this glittering city been built? On whose screams? On whose suffering? On whose innocent blood?”
image captured by the author; chapel at Mont Saint Michel