Last night I was on the phone with a friend who was filling me in on how God has answered our prayers for some things in his life, and he finished off by saying, “God is good.” To which I responded with only a split-second hesitation, “All the time.” I could hear the smile in…
“There are more colors on the palette of your soul than you have even begun to paint with.” Matt said that in November, three years ago, and I’d forgotten about it until last weekend, when I came across it in a journal, and it made me cry. Apparently it made me cry then too, because…
I spent most of the late afternoon and evening at a friend’s house for Thanksgiving this year; it was definitely a contrast to last Thanksgiving, which I spent by myself with a box of Stovetop stuffing and a stack of movies. There were good things about Thanksgiving Day last year: silence and solitude are gifts…
