I suppose we always show up in the middle. I can’t ever know the whole story of someone’s life. At best, I get invited into a season.
Then the scribes and the Pharisees began to question, “Who is this who is speaking blasphemies? Who can forgive sins but God alone?” When Jesus perceived their questionings, he answered […]
…a time to weep, and a time to laugh; a time to mourn, and a time to dance. – Ecclesiastes 3:4 (NRSV) Last Saturday, Dave and I went to an 80’s […]