The sum of it all

In my counsellor chair, I hear a lot. They speak and I listen, the strings of my heart twisting in knots that require effort to untie. Sometimes I am together, and other times the tears win. I hear of loss and pain, & struggles and inner turmoils that are difficult to express in words. Sometimes, …

Say what?

God has a flair for doing the unusual. He often does things outside the bolded lines of reasoning; things that reposition the lines and features of our faces to form awed expressions. In amazement our mouths open, belting out inaudible sounds in head-scratching, heart-pounding, eye-popping wonder. Then the dam opens and gives way to the …