Before we can be Instruments

Lord, make us instruments of Your peace,But first teach us to recognize the deep turmoil in our own hearts so we can taste and know, first hand, the essence of You, our peace. For we cannot give what we do not know. Where there is hatred, let Your love increase,Not just in the world outside,…

When Easter Feels Messy

This morning she was flipping through her art book, and she paused at a brilliant page. She thoughtfully examined her creation. Her art captivates me. It’s always so vibrant and free. Arms are outstretched. Carefree stick figures usually wearing long dresses for dancing, feet clad in clompy high heels and ears dangling with dramatic earrings….