Further On

Further On

Further On God’s recently been highlighting a salt-and-vinegar word, and it’s been about as appealing as gargling away a raw throat. I’ve been scrunching my shoulders and plugging my nose, resignation in tow. Nevertheless, I’m hungry to grab hold of the healing....
The Fiercest Love

The Fiercest Love

The Fiercest Love Sometimes talking to your own child feels like you’re speaking to a heart-hard stranger. It hurts. I long to gather that straining grown-up face in my two hands, gaze into those unfathomable eyes and whisper, Come back. When did the precious...