Lord, you are God! You made us. Who better to know how to fix us when we’ve gone wrong? who better to set us to rights again? Who better to love us through the fire...

I forgot all about Christmas dinner,” I finally admitted. No one batted an eye.

You have no idea how well you are doing,” John complimented mejust a few minutes after he mentioned the Christmas card. What did that mean: That I was doing well? That I’d come to a...