I’ve been in a quiet place, a place where at times I’m crazy desperate to know what’s next. I sense I’m in a waiting room, a seemingly dark waiting room. I don’t care for the dark, and some days I do not wait well. Can anyone else identify? Is it … Continue reading →
“Now Jesus loved Martha and her sister and Lazarus. So when He heard that he was sick, He then stayed two days longer in the place where He was.”* Jesus could have healed Lazarus, yet when Jesus arrived four days late, Lazarus was dead. Sometimes God’s love doesn’t behave in … Continue reading →
