The Holy Spirit in My Palm

The quiet kitchen looks blurry as I struggle to focus my eyes this early in the morning. As the timer measures four minutes for my French-press pot of coffee, I stand in my bathrobe waiting. Do I turn to the window to awaken my vision with the growing daylight in my backyard? Do I still my heart in anticipation of the time of scripture-meditation for... Continue Reading →

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