Hurrying my 11-year-old daughter to school, I turned right on red where it was prohibited. "Uh, oh," I said, realizing my mistake. "I just made an illegal turn."
"It's all right," my daughter said. "The police car behind us did the same thing."
Hurrying my 11-year-old daughter to school, I turned right on red where it was prohibited. "Uh, oh," I said, realizing my mistake. "I just made an illegal turn."
"It's all right," my daughter said. "The police car behind us did the same thing."
Our pastoral forefather, George Herbert, orients us to the music that stops the flow of discouragement.
How will congregations find places in dense, expensive urban areas?
The sanctuary quieted as it cleared. The worship team finished packing up and departed. Daniel’s thoughts faded, interrupted by the sound of Norma’s voice.