A hunger for beauty is at its heart a hunger for God.
To allow myself to be loved by God in my deepest brokenness is to experience a love that defies human comprehension.
Christmas is the celebration of the keeping of a promise. A saving promise.
But our wounds are part of who we are...and there is nothing left to chance....And pain's the pen that writes the songs....That call us forth to dance
People who demand signs never believe them when they come.
But the Promise showed their wildest dreams had simply not been wild enough.