The Practice of Belonging
The eternal words of the late Archbishop Desmond Tutu really help me with both the Read More
Anne Cumings | Read Psalm 62:5-12
If there is a perfect season to wait for God in silence, it must be winter. During this time of year all of creation seems to slow down and cozy up.
When I lived in Chicago, winter was a season of paradox. The weather could be extremely brutal and exquisitely...
God of quiet seasons, forgive me for trusting in temporary things for my security. Help me remember that only you can give me true hope and salvation. This winter, help me slow down and allow your love to warm my heart. Amen.
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