I was waiting in line for a ride at the airport. When a cab pulled up, the first thing I noticed was the taxi was polished to a bright shine. Smartly dressed in a white shirt, black tie, and freshly pressed black slacks, the cab driver jumped out and rounded the car...
So let us be markednot for sorrow.And let us be markednot for shame.Let us be marked not for false humilityor for thinkingwe are lessthan we are but for claimingwhat God can dowithin the dust,within the dirt,within the stuffof which the worldis made,and the stars that...
It happens to all of us, I concluded that Easter Sunday morning. God simply keeps reaching down into the dirt of humanity and resurrecting us from the graves we dig for ourselves through our violence, our lies, our selfishness, our arrogance, and our addictions. And...