Wednesday, April 22, 2020
I walk into the woods late one winter afternoon. Evening’s great sponge wrings out daylight quicker than I anticipate. Standing in a small clearing where the sun has just gone down, I hear the voice of a single star speaking softly. It is quite small, not...
Wednesday, April 15, 2020
We are sitting on the sofa, speaking about Jesus, when suddenly our souls seem to be splashing with unaccountable joy. We can see no reason for this preposterous happiness, but you turn to me and say, “I feel a gentle wind touching me, playing a song of happiness.”...